it takes two minutes,
to put down the pen,
stop writing my heart,
putting soul to paper
and breaking the art.
but it takes twice that,
twenty times that too,
and at times longer,
to start where I left it.
I wonder why it is so;
does the heart forget
what it wants after?
or in two minutes,
has it moved on now
to something else?
it takes two minutes,
just the two minutes,
for breaking the art,
and with it, my heart.
Shared with OctPoWriMo Day 2 and UBC Day 2.
(2nd Oct 2014)
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
Very enjoyable read.
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Thanks, Laura 🙂
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MAN! It’s frustrating when that happens.
That said, you got a poem out of it, so all is not lost.
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Very frustrating, Lizzi. Wish the thought stayed longer 🙂 But I guess that’s the way the muse rolls at times. But yeah, got a poem out it 😉 Thanks!
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This is so true! I feel the same way too! I can write forever but if someone talks to me, I’ll forget. So thank you for this great piece!
I think most writers feel that way, Fida 🙂 The continuity gets lost when we’re distracted by something. Glad yo liked the piece 🙂 Thanks for dropping by.
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sometimes it takes the whole day to get back to that two minutes..nicely put.
Sometimes, for me, it takes a week too, Philomel. Sigh. Thanks for the appreciation 🙂
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Loved it. And it’s true. once the concentration is broken often the magic is gone.
Yes. And it takes a while for the magic to return. It does return, thankfully 🙂 Thanks, Anna Maria.
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It’s almost impossible for me to return back to the same thought process again. Sometimes those two minutes of distraction are moments lost forever. 🙂 Nicely written.
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Well, ditto 🙂 but the new thought process might have ended up even better. So sometimes, works out for the best 🙂 Not always though. Glad you liked the poem, Payal. Thank you. 🙂
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Lovely poem! And yes this happens often with me and hence I can relate to this.
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Thanks for finding it to be lovely, Reema 🙂 Yes, as a poet, I guess you can. Most writers would 🙁
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Thanks for linking up Vinay! This is such a frustrating feeling.
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Indeed it is, Tamara. Very frustrating. :-/
Wow, Leo, in spite of distraction, you have written a lovely poem. Kudos.
Yeah, Usha ji 🙂 I persisted with it. Glad you liked the poem. Thank you.
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Loved reading it … Lovely poem
Thank you, and glad you loved the read, Cynthia 🙂
Enjoyed the poem. Two minutes…….to rhyming feels really cool
🙂
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Thanks & glad you enjoyed the poem, Athul 🙂
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Oh, yes. This is so true. Stopping is easy, and starting is so hard.
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Thank you, Esther. Starting is easy enough, but restarting is not 🙂
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Same pinch*
such situations teaches the worth of writing talent. It isn’t always easy to write.
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It is easy to write, Sims 🙂 But if you leave a flow mid-way, it isn’t easy to pick up from where you left off. Glad you liked the poem.