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Controlling one's own mind, Crazy thoughts, Disturbing thoughts, Helter-skelter, In the grasp of something, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, Restrained thoughts, Running amok, Tainted freedom, Thoughts breaking free, Thoughts escaping a mind, thoughts in all directions, Tortuous, Trying to control one's own thoughts
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From the murky cellars
of my punitive mind
have escaped thoughts
breaking loose from every clutch
– unhinged and unchained –
I desperately attempt
to arrest once again
managing only to restrain
their muffled cries
as they pierce through
the insides of my brain
only to resurface
on the waters of reality
and swim hurriedly
to the brink of certainty
All I know is
the harder I try
the louder is their silent cry
In protest as I disown
the jarring effect
of a story gone awry,
it comes back with force
to affect the same cellars
that have now run dry
**Posted for the 51st week of the EVER-STUNNING One Shot Wednesday – the shrine for poets!! Link in your poem, read some, and simply have a gala time!! 🙂 **
Nothing of yours is Murky kavita dear.
Loved your One Shot
I could have HUGGED you for saying that, Galen!!
Virtual HUGS anyway!!!!
a truly wonderful poem here!
gee.. thanks a bunch, Anthony..
Oh..if I didn’t have my notebooks everywhere in the house I would loose half my thoughts….somedays I have few things freed from inside my mine…other days they escape faster than I can get their id numbers. 🙂
hahaha.. you said it, Charles!! I wish the tech geeks come up with a deice by which I can write my thoughts in air, and save them too!! SERIOUSLY!!
Powerful emotion packed here Kavita…wow!
Oh.. thank you, my dear Laura…. you are very kind..
whew this is a great write kavita…esp those last two stanzas…power verse…
ooohh..thanks a heap, my ever-encouraging friend!!!
I hate that feeling…when a thought just slips through your fingers, or where it’s settling just at the tip of your tongue, but you can’t quite get it out or wrap your head around it…nothing more frustrating! Certainly a solid capture of the sensation here.
I hear ya, Chris!! You know when you are in the shower or something, and a thought hits you, and there is no place to note it?! Well, guess what?!? It sucks! And it happens to me all too often… grrr…
Well well.. sadistic as it may sound, I am almost glad that it happens to not just me.. whew! 🙂
Glad you liked this poem, my friend.. your thoughts are ever welcome and appreciated here!! xxx
A powerful and nice one shot!
Aww.. thanks, Ayala…. (hugs!!)
There’s a great flow to this piece with an excellent choice of words. By the way, I enjoyed reading the tags almost as much as the poem itself… 🙂 // Peter.
Gee.. thank you so much, Peter… I’m very glad you liked this poem here..
Yea, I like attaching a whole bunch of tags to my poems… just to make sure that when I read a poem after like 10 years or so, I know the context in which I might have written it… how does that sound to you!? 🙂
Those hidden stories are powerful, aren’t they? You describe the struggle we all have with those memories that come surging up from time to time…
Gee.. thanks for the kind words, Lori..
Yea, those hidden stories are extremely strong and almost eruptive indeed… *sigh*
Glad to see you here, Kavita. This elicits a painful emotional response. We are way too often trapped by our punitive thoughts. Letting them go brings freedom. Effective metaphor.
Yesss!! You will see me here and hopefully in many other places as well from now on, Victoria.. 🙂 And guess what? I am not gonna stop hoarding your blog either! 🙂
As for this poem, I am sure you too have experienced this… who doesn’t!??! Grr.. and it feels.. well.. horrid! Doesn’t it?! And like you said, freedom feels AWESOME!!!
Glad you liked this poem, my friend.. thank you soooo much for your appreciation here..
xoxox
Wow! This is full of everything that makes me glad I stopped by!
Well done!
Aww… it’s really very sweet of you to say that, Becky dear… thank you ever so much!!!
I hate that scattered feeling you put down here so well–it makes me crawly and uncomfortable, and I can’t do anything else till I get rid of it, usually by writing for hours about how crazy I feel. ;_). Good painting of that place here in your words, my friend.
you know what Joy? “uncomfortable” is the PERFECT word for that feeling we get… the knot in the stomach kinda thing.. when thoughts just escape… as if out of control…
Glad you liked this poem, my dear friend.. thank you so much!
Beautiful as always! Does not seem enough… But it is….. Simply beautiful!
Awww… I think I get what you mean here, L… sometimes, it just ain’t enough indeed!
My words here probably captured a trace of what I wanted to say.. but somehow, I know I missed a ton… grrr
Never mind… I will capture those thoughts the next time they come to me.. 🙂
Thanks for your kind words here nonetheless, girl… it is a HUGE boost to me!
An awesome write Kavita. To me this piece fully expresses what it’s like for a person with bipolar disorder (I am) going into a manic phase. There is very little choice involved – if any, just a bombardment of brilliance and ideas that have to be released into action. If you don’t release them they keep coming back time and again. Thanks for this great work!
Uh oh… I admire you, girl!! I am of the theory that there is a little bit of bipolarity in each of us… brilliance just strikes us like lightning…but then again, in a flash, it’s gone… grrr
and sometimes, it’s really frustrating!
and sometimes, they just resurface when least needed! (double grr)
Glad you liked this piece, dearie… such an insightful comment from you really made me feel great about this poem! Thank you sooo much!
xxxx
I have this theory that all the lost poetry and delicious lines we never wrote down are saved in the Akashic Records. Yep some little angel, his soul job to keep your half thoughts and lost poems in a book. Makes me feel better.
Wowiieezz! I like your theory, my friend! And I hope this little angel comes in my dreams and passes me some of my “lost” thoughts and words once in a while…
Wow very nice. Thoughts that you just don’t want to be there, seem to somehow always make their way back.
You can say that again, Pat! And how they come back is a real mystery indeed! Whheewww…
Oh.. and thanks a ton for your kind words here, girl… awfully sweet of you!!
Really liked the poem, very powerful imagery of the struggle & escape of thoughts
Gee.. thanks a bunch, Renu!!! Glad you liked this one so much…
xoxo
I really like this, and I totally get it!
Aww…thanks, Mama Zen…
Whheew…these thoughts!!! These uncontrollable thoughts!! Grrr
some thoughts can be hard to chain down and control. And sometimes are minds just run crazy. Great imagery and nice wording. Also nice motion of the thoughts breaking loose. Bravo!!
You said it, Tekia!! And perfectly too! Some thoughts just fly… while some stick like it’s nobody’s business!!
Glad you liked this poem, sweetie… thank youuuuu!! I just opened your blog, and simply smiled to myself when I saw the title of your latest poem.. 🙂 I guess great mind think alike .. eh?! 😉
🙂 yes they do.
teeheehee 😉
(hugs)
The flavors of your words are always a fabulous blend, never murky… well penned.
Oh.. it’s very sweet of you to say such a kind thing for me, Petrina … thank you so much, my friend….
xxx
Oh man- this is dark!
Something that I have been dealing with.. hope it’s fictional since we only managed to set ourselves free recently.. lolss
Loved how the reader gets sucked in more n more with every word. Reminded me of “Without Punctuation”
This one is a thrilling, raw piece of reality!!
AWESOME-ly Dark..
Many hugs xoxoxoxoxox
I know what you mean, lady!!
Well, this is part fiction… but part true too…
I mean, ever felt your thoughts eluding you when you want them to stay? And then, some of them sticking around when you want them to just leave ASAP?
Well, it’s happened to us all I believe… grrr… just have to deal with it! SOMEHOW!
God help us! 🙂
Glad you liked this dark one, sweetiez!!
Oh, and btw, cheers to the aforementioned freedom!! 😉
I commented a big one- it disappeared!
Worry nots, Livvy! It’s right here! Safe with me! 🙂
Oh no, I forgot what I wanted to say; just kidding…. I completely get you on this, Kavita; how sometimes we wish certain thoughts would leave us alone, while the ones we’re trying to hang on to long enough to sort out, just fly away before we can expound on them. If we’re lucky, the good ones will return to us and multiply. 🙂
YOU SAID IT PERFECTLY, Heartspell!! Really, I couldn’t have said it any better than that!!
Glad you could understand, my dear… thankoooo!! Makes me feel not-so-alone in this thought-crazed world.. hehehhe
LOVE YOU LOADS, my dear!!
nice flavor kavita.. Love it..
Someone is Special
Wow, I so know this feeling, Kavita! All those icky thoughts from as you say, murky cellars. Love how you describe this usually undesirable condition. You’re so good!
it’s like you had a peek inside my mind and captured my thoughts or more accurately the thoughts I try to hold and form into notes … Lovely fleur de-lis!
This piece has a lovely flow and composition. Thoughts of the mind certainly can torment, you captured the intensity of that very well. ~ Rose
this speaks into my day..been struggling with some thoughts that just wouldn’t go away and the harder i tried not to think them,,the worse it got…ugh….good write kavita and great image to underline the words
Congrats on being featured on “Meet The Poet” Kavita! Nice to see your talent being recognized. (Cute pic too, by the way!) 🙂
Weeeeee… Thank you sooo much, Eric!! It’s very nice to have super awesome persons and poets like yourself reading my work… THANKS again!!!
Oh.. and I take the cute pic mean cute me? 🙂 (blushing and blinking)
This piece gives life and meaning to the sensation many of us have, the need to release; and thus we are writers and poets.
There’s a great tension throughout the poem.
This I know, but never could have said it so well. You are the queen of my land of poetrees. Excellent once again.
http://henryclemmonspoet.blogspot.com/2011/06/self-portrait.html
Beautifully expressed.
Hey Kavita 😀 Love these words “All I know is the harder I try the louder is their silent cry” – and the image you have used is WOW!
Hope you are well sweet lady!
Chloe xx
The more I try to forget something the more it is difficult to do so, controlling the way thoughts shape up in your mind is not quite a fair game, you always lose to your inquisitive mind, that’s why I guess they say meditate and clear you mind, damn it’s difficult.
You can say that again, Harish…
I am trying my hand at meditation these days… I hope it helps.. whew!!!
I don’t think your cellars are dry, my dear. This is LOVELY. 🙂
Aww… HOW SWEET of you to say that, Rachel… LOVE YOU LOADS!!!!
xoxooxox
Attempts we have so eagerly …and gone as if with the wind… you captured feelings of doubt and the silenced voices of the self
Thank you so much for appreciating my work here, Dulce dear.. you are very kind..
Nice work!
a statement
Thanks, Gautami!
This is why I have paper & pens everywhere…and I mean everywhere. Once that thought is gone, it rarely returns.
Beautiful expressions, Kavita and I love what you did with the image!
hahah.. I know EXACTLY what you mean, Andy…
And thanks for the kind words here..
So close our thoughts sneak in, then to only slither away before we can hold tight to their embrace…leaving us trying to hold fast to what slivers may remain…Helena
Kavita, I love this! It happens to me all the time…especially in the middle of the night lol!
Thank you for stopping by…x
Same pinch, Helena… thoughts are something I “deal” with everyday!! Sometimes, I try to shun then.. sometimes I beg them to come to me… *sigh*
Gld you liked this poem, my dear..
The escape of those punitive thoughts would have been welcome release indeed , since they were punitive anyway. I guess the most difficult part is when they surface from the cellars. It makes us so uncomfortable when they show signs of breaking away from the cellars that we try our best to catch them and push them back again, almost glad that they are still there with us. Takes us a lifetime sometimes to learn that the punitive thoughts are best allowed to escape for good. Very nicely expressed.
you said it well, Nadira.. thanks a ton for your kind words and insights here… they are much appreciated!
excellent poetry !
aww.. thanks a ton, Megha..
Dear Kavita
‘the louder is their silent cry’
Lovely… I am able to feel it all within me my friend. beautiful and evocative…
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/06/whispers-lost-in-emptiness.html
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powerful… i had to read more than once.