The Disconnect

These days words just don’t come,

It is as though my brain is playing a pun.

Scattered thoughts and vague images,

The connections to them are like illegible traces.

A ‘writer’s block’ is its fancy name,

But-

To call that; would it be sane?

For, strings of thoughts keep lingering on.

Thoughts of color and grey,

Thoughts of bloom and decay,

But words- Oh! Look how these days they swiftly sway away.

This sudden wave of disconnection,

The imbalance in the ‘not so perfect’ concoction,

Wonder what would revive the words in hibernation?

Myriads of images still flash by each second,

A ‘block’ or not? Alas! The predicament.

©Arpita

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  1. Honestly, as a reader of ur blogs I would like to complain that was missing ur blogs!!

    And as u used a term “writers block” may be u know the circumstances better at ur end.. What I was able to relate was that we all go through this phase…

    Still the blog was awesome and touched me to the depth of mine…

    My sincere apologise… If I may type something which u r not able to understand.. 😁😁😁😁

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