It’s Only Words
Poem
All is well when the words flow
but what if they don’t
I dread the day, they stop again
Because I worked hard to get it started again
I remember the shadow’s spell,
I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t tell
I would sit in silence and feel heavy as hell
I could sleep so much
sometimes they thought I was dead
days became months and months ran into years,
I felt more and more like I wanted to roar
within me, was a cry so loud
outside it felt like a heavy soaked cloud
I walked through that cloud
without getting soaked
but one could tell, I was getting choked
my words would drown till they hit the rock
my voice so down, no one heard me trapped inside a box
I locked myself in my safe house
not stepping out even for a walk
I sat quietly for days and more
I sank lower than the ocean floor
I thought I ll never emerge
it was all over, said, my soul,
but within me, sat another resilient God
who refused to take this as the end of it all
it shook me out of the dumps
it said, look straight at the rising sun,
from that day, it was me and the sun
waking up with the sun, filled my mornings with fun
I rose again, to new tunes
the birds became friends
the morning wind filled my heart
it saved my precious life and art
But life is funny and so is the soul
it will slide back to the familiar hole
before I knew it, I was sleeping again,
before I knew it eating too many chocolates again
made me fat, gave me poor gut
this time there was a new medium to save me,
they said, is a platform to help me rebirth me,
today I write my words onto the vast cosmos
through the internet,
they read me, they get me, they save me
An invisible thread now connects me
running through states, countries, continents, and seas
it makes me less alone,
someone somewhere living in a meadow reads what I write
they write back, it's almost magical
like little fairies wandering in wonderland
I am grateful to this land of words
where words become the Medium of our soul
for it makes me feel, that I found a purpose,
I may not write perfect every time
but my words are true and precious
I wake up and I know my friends here
await with stories galore,
they give me a gentle push, they inspire, they advise, sharing their wisdom
together we thrive,
I love every moment I spend here
I treasure this whole group
wise, with a big heart
I continue to share, these small victories,
Don’t forget to celebrate yourself, they said
I agree, never forget you are doing your best, and so am I.
just like that, I feel better, connected, grounded,
And I say, here I am.
