At the zenith of imagination,

I am strangled by my intellect,

I seek, but what?

I loom like sorrow in the emptiness of my thoughts,

I find shallow streams of water and deep deep grass,

I blink for a moment,

and lo,

Its all gone.

What remains is me and the emptiness,

which has now grown to fill its own space.


15 thoughts on “Limbo!

  1. We all have been there, feeling a bit empty, but strength always come to the rescue! Very nice entry! Nice to read your poem!

    I’d like to wish you a Merry Christmas and to say thank you for the support to Jingle Poetry, with you standing beside us, we are able to continue our efforts by providing the platform for poets who share and encourage…BEST wishes for the year 2011…your poetry has enlightened our community and made us smile.

    Blessings fly your way, Happy Holidays!

    Hope to see you on Sunday Poetry Potluck again, let me know if you have questions..old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are welcome..

    week 15 theme: reflections, interpretations, and musings.

    Take care!


    • Thank you for your lovely thoughts! N I should say the pleasure is all mine to be a part of a group that inspires beauty and it’s expression.

      A lovely Christmas to you too!


    • Thanks for ur lovely comment. I’m happy that u liked it! Good luck with ur piece n plz do let me know when u’ve written it!


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