Paralyzed Poem

Believe me,
I’ve already tried to pen the baseless poem,
played multiple songs at a time,
studied philanthropy from
dawn to dusk to save me from
something hostile.
A few convictions acted like
the panacea to me and
at a slow pace
a demure heart got
happily convinced.
My feelings have been lynched.
Some of the remarkable
characteristics
have been marked extravagant and
above all my eloquence has been
abducted.
Now that I’ve gained skills on
tolerance,
it feels serendipity was meant to
be my fate.
Last year I was my own nemesis
who
loved departure from
near and dear ones and spent hours
by thinking about waves of
the afterlife.
But, I’ll never apologize.
At present, I’m in the midst of a
boulevard where humans come
and trade their vulnerability.
I’ve been through mansplaining to
an extreme level and also I’m reluctant
to get into the nitty-gritty.
I’ve sought the perfect quote to
exactly define my personal state but
nothing
could help me out.
I’ve tried to illustrate lyrics with my
monotonous life but it only gave
birth to dark clouds.
Tell me about this poetry.
Could you interpret it? Could you
touch it?
I know you’ve failed and my heart
says it loud.
See once again I’ve
successfully
penned
a paralyzed poem.
Next time, it’ll be barely possible
to connect with a suspenseful rhythm.

-B. Farhaj Jebin

10 thoughts on “Paralyzed Poem

  1. Beautiful poem! Loved the lines
    I’ve already tried to pen the baseless poem,
    played multiple songs at a time,
    studied philanthropy from
    dawn to dusk to save me from
    something hostile

    Liked by 3 people

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