Moonmoon Chowdhury
I summon distant, jumbled words
Tucked like islands in creaky brain
Dodging my strikes, they inflict pain
I pray for wisdom of the nerds
.
Taking pity, they queue in herds
Inspiring me to frame a chain
I summon distant, jumbled words
Tucked like islands in creaky brain
.
I dream of thoughts flying like birds
And words flowing in steady train
And rashly scribble, words inane
Surpassing my slim past records
I summon distant, jumbled words
.
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Very beautiful…your words are lyrical, not jumbled at all 🙂
Thank you so much, dear Amrita. 💚💚💚
Such a beautiful poem! The words that come to you must be fortunate for becoming a garland 💚
Thank you so much for the kind words, dear Gowri. 💚💚💚
How beautiful Moonmoon 💚 such a fresh perspective and so beautifully written 💚💚
Thanks so much for the encouragement, dear Nitika.💚💚💚
So fresh and Beautiful💚💚
Thanks so much, dear Pooja 💚💚💚
Honey, we love the jumble, the mayhem, the thoughts that form your amazing poetry keep penning dear.
Hahaha. Thanks for cheering me on, dear friend. 💚💚💚
Oh wow! I was thinking on similar lines… Just didnt get the right words and gave it up as ineffable!!
Thoughts like flying birds… Very well put!
Your ‘ineffable’ is brilliant. I can only dream about writing like that.
Thanks, Sai. 💚💚💚
Beautiful…
Thanks so much, dear Kirti💚💚💚
Amazing words.
Thank you so much for the kind words, ma’am 💚💚🙏
Written so well
Words simply flowing with expression
Thanks so much for the encouragement, ma’am 💚💚💚
Nice one 💚
Thank you so much, ma’am 💚💚💚
Wonderfully Penned dear Moonmoon! Love the different take and words can’t do it justice…
Thanks so much for the kind words of encouragement, dear Sheetal 💚💚💚
Wow! Moonmoon, I have enjoyed reading it
Thanks so much, dear Indrani 💚💚💚