Written as part of Sunday Scribblings 2, which offers the word “Teacups” as inspiration AND Wordplay #2 at A Prompt Each Day, which gives the word “Wilt” as inspiration for a post. Also sharing with The Tuesday Platform at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads and Poetry Pantry at Poets United.
Wilting me…
do I not wilt in this pressure?
sometimes it grows too heavy,
the world spins, and I let it to;
let go of it, says a voice inside,
and echoes in voices around me –
don’t start a storm in a teacup;
it doesn’t really matter to you;
yes, a part of that rings true,
but how can I not let clouds,
dark, ominous, of acidic words,
pour their drops over my soul;
for they were sent only my way,
to gnaw at every whole piece,
to take away every bit of peace.
I have been silent, and it shows,
for this, that storm too knows,
and breaks my heaven so slow.
oh, my mind wilts in this heat,
and I’m stuck, nowhere to go.
(© 8th June 2015)
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.
Poignant..
U ok?
Thank you. Not at the moment, no, Pooja.
try to stop for a while. everything will fine. and you’ll find your way
(totomai recently posted… Miyajima)
Yes. I will have to try that too, totomai. But writing it, I find, is equally therapeutic. Thank you.
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I can feel both the physical and metaphorical heat – an intolerable pressure..there is nothing worse than having nowhere to go to escape it…although maybe writing helps in some small way..i hope so
(Jae Rose recently posted… Fault)
Oh. It does help a lot, writing it out Jae Rose. It brings a little peace back. But the pressure does pull down strongly. Perhaps time is what will help.
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Yes, sometimes that pressure overwhelms and saddens. Especially when those dark and acidic words find one. Your poem is very well penned. My favorite phrase is “Don’t start a storm in a teacup.”
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Mary, thank you for appreciating the poem. Those acidic words are what prick the most I feel.
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It is often.. that we feel.. when the pressure is too much to bear.. the silent screams rising up in our throats.. a feeling which can not be described.. in desperate search of hope!
Well penned..
Yes. I don’t feel it too often but I know its depth and power when I feel it. Thank you Sanaa. Glad you felt it was well penned.
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Often it is best to humanise our ills and misfortunes so then we can battle them on our terms. We can call them fools or beasts and feel we have a chance to overpower them. Glad you have joined our SS2 community this week.
Yes. I think so too, Old Egg. But sometimes, it is quite difficult to do so too.
Glad to be sharing a poem with SS2 this week. I had shared a post last week too.
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A very nicely written poem. It is touching, intense and profound.
Thank you, Usha ji. Glad you felt it nicely written!
It’s suffocating, no wonder the mind wilts…very nicely penned…
(Sumana Roy recently posted… Trust)
I know. It felt suffocating too, Sumana. It was such a moment, I guess.
Yes writing is therapeutic Vinay. Squeeze out the acidic words and you will feel lighter.
Yeah. It is very therapeutic, Kalpana. I’m trying to squeeze them out, but they have a strange way to hold on.
I like this, the feeling of foreboding that comes with a storm is so well wrought.
The feeling of foreboding is definitely not one I’d like to keep for long, but it seems heavier this time somehow. Trying to get back on track. Thanks for the appreciation, G L Meisner.
To me this sounds like being caught in a depressive state.. so hard to get out of without a helping hand.
Yep. You got that right, Bjorn. It was a trapped feeling, and was feeling low till a friend saw that mood and put an end to it!
Crazy hot Indian summer!
Oh yes. That too, Vandana. So a crazy hot summer coupled with the heat from a crazy situation feels even more horrible.
Gosh, I can’t imagine what that’s like. I hope that was fictitious!
(Rosey Pinkerton recently posted… Tea for two de dum de dum)
No. It was quite real, Rosey Pinkerton. And quite scary and sad for a while.
So much is expected and needs to be done but it was stifled at the last moment! In terms of love and feelings these are plainly tragic! Well penned Leo!
Hank
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Yeah. Tragic it was, Hank. Glad you felt it was well penned. Thank you!
seems that our environment, both nature and politically, has become oppressively ominous and tumultuous.
i feel ya !
gracias
(Marcoantonio Arellano recently posted… learning to love)
Oh, most definitely, Marcoantonio. Especially the politics. Gracias!
Maybe a little honey in that cup will help 🙂
Maybe so, Marian 🙂 I found that in a few comforting words that found me.
we are wilting here in Trinidad and Tobago too, its was quite a hot Dry
season, and the heat still lingers in this the early Wet Season
have a nice Tuesday
much love…
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Ah! That heat is somewhat bearable compared to emotional heat, which lingers in any season, Gillena.
Have a fabulous week ahead too 🙂
Pressure unresisted is not pressure. I admire your valiant fight.
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Thanks, Peter. It is never easy to resist some pressures.
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A very vivid creation of mood.
Oh. It was a vivid mood, so the creation kind of happened without pressure, Rosemary.
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Beautiful poem, but I hope it’s more of a fiction :-/
Amrit, alas, it was not. It was a vivid mood.
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I love the word play within this beautiful poem 😀 Thank you for introducing me to a new meme challenge as well!
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Glad you liked the wordplay, Vagrant Rhodia 🙂 And glad to be able to introduce you to the meme too.
I’m not alright at the moment, so I’m blessed to read the echoing vulnerability I see in your poem.
I think this was well-written.
I’m tilting a honey-ed teacup in your honor.
When we’re not alright, it’s best to write it out as it is, I guess. It just came out as it was meant to.
Glad you felt it to be well-written and thank you for the honey-ed teacup too, Cosmos Cami 🙂
In this kind of situation, I find ( and it does not always happen) some kind words from just even one person can make all the difference. You then feel you are not completely alone and somebody is on your side.
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Yeah. In the end, that’s what made all the difference, Cressida . A friend notice that my mood was off, and pulled me out of that mood.
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Wow! I love this poem 🙂
It gets hard to avoid that shrieking storm of words… to which heart fails to get over.
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It gets hard to avoid life’s heat, yes. Thanks Sims.