Writer's Block Poem by Valsa George

Writer's Block

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I picked up some words
From an over heaped pile
Words which impressed me most
I started writing
Seeing paper after paper
Getting filled with a deluge of words
I felt so thrilled
Like an artist looking at a painting
I viewed it casually from a distance
And saw words become colours
My prodigality with words impressed me
I gloated over my ability as a writer
Lo! A work of literature in crude form
Stood ready, willing to be chipped and shaped
All that left was to give it a form
A stroke here and there
A finishing touch!
"It's all so damn easy
I shall keep the thing aside
Ample time lies ahead
I can now relax, take a break"
I said to myself, self complacent

Days slipped by, months rolled away
One day I took out the scroll
Dusting it and wiping the cobwebs away
Read through it slowly
My former illusion just faded away
Words stuck out here and there
Making no coherent sense
All I found was a jumbled, jotted mass
To me ere they looked lovely dames
Colorfully dressed up for a mega show
My eyes got dazzled by their costume
When I waited for them to fall in line
Gyrating in rhythmic steps
They stood still, a disorderly mass
Refusing to budge an inch
Unwilling to sway to a rhyme

Lost in a barren desert of words
With each grain looking similar
Lacking uniqueness
I drew the curtain until
The writer's block would be lifted!

Sunday, August 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poetic expression
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Madathil Rajendran Nair 28 August 2016

Your poem reminded me that I began a novel in 2004 and earnestly finished its first chapter. However, not a single word after that although I have a theme burning in my head. Main reason is lethargy - I am habitually lazy. The second reason I suspect is that there is no chance of immediate applause because writing a novel is a long process, unlike a poem or opinion-expression in a web debate. Even then, I have found that sometimes I spend months ruminating on poem themes without being able to transfer my ideas on to paper. I remember my poet-friend Padmaja Iyegar had written a beautiful, short poem on the same subject and there is a website which lists ten reasons for the block. You have done a good research into the why of it. (10)

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Valsa George 29 August 2016

Don't ever give up....! If you have the seed of a novel in your head.... gradually make it sprout and grow, so that we can proudly say, our poet friend is a novelist too!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 28 August 2016

Poetic expression comes after seeing paper after paper. Everyday we read poems after poems here well expressed by poets. Taking a little break and relaxing for a while bring complement in self. Very interesting and amazing expression is shared...10

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Edward Kofi Louis 28 August 2016

So thrilled! ! Nice piece of work.

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Geetha Jayakumar 02 September 2016

A Beautiful poem on Writer's Block. You have arranged each block so well, given a beautiful shape as well. You spoke many things which we all face. Loved reading it.

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Nosheen Irfan 30 August 2016

With this lovely write you have ended your writer's block. There's a smooth flow n words come so easy to you. For a writer the most frustrating thing is writer's block. So much of our happiness depends on writing that if a day goes without writing we feel something is missing. Very beautifully expressed. Great write as always.10

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 29 August 2016

Writer's block is so clearly explained. Hope those lines can be reshaped somehow.

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Savita Tyagi 29 August 2016

Lovely poem Valsa. Your poem has such a smooth flow to describe what we writers go through. Some time this writer's block is so difficult to overcome. All we have at our hands a pile of words like thousands of small quilting blocks of various shapes and sizes and a quilter sitting and pondering how to join them. Thanks for sharing.

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Susan Williams 28 August 2016

You described it so accurately and painfully! It's like you are inside my head! I have never before realized that we writers go through the same challenging and extremely embarrassing moments- -you've described it so well that I cringe remembering how pleased I was with something I wrote... only to come back later and CRINGE at how bad it is. You made the experience a visual feast! - - All I found was a jumbled, jotted mass To me ere they looked lovely dames Colorfully dressed up for a mega show My eyes got dazzled by their costume When I waited for them to fall in line Gyrating in rhythmic steps They stood still, a disorderly mass Refusing to budge an inch Unwilling to sway to a rhyme - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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Valsa George 29 August 2016

Susan.... it so comforting to know that this is everyone's experience.......! Thank you!

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