Writers Block Poem by Biraj Valia

#realm_pandemonium

Writers block

Hey, my words why betray the breath of life?
Scattered you lay deceiving my verses
Swirling and breaking rhymes of my lifeline
Leaving me like an autumn barren tree
Abandoning me to solitary
Amidst valley of pandemonium

Feeling and thoughts pounding for an escape
Engulfed by darkness for eternity
Silent screams echoes chaotic milieu
Limping with broken bones of confidence
Deafening laughter heard over my plight
Exhausted await for that kiss of death

A stage of writers block
A pandemonium
©birajv
8th July 2021
Pindaric Ode

The Pindaric ode (named for the Greek poet, Pindar) is made up of a pattern of three stanzas called triads. This type of ode can be composed of several triads, but the first (the strophe) and the second (antistrophe) should be idnentical metrically with the third (epode) wandering off on its own metrical path.