Words Of An Idle Mind

Ellipses (poem)

I had so much to say
But I didn't
I kept the words inside of me
Hidden.
I swallowed the coherence
And spurted out gibberish,
I gulped down the essence
And I silenced my lips.

I picked up the pen
And couldn't make sense
I erased the pencil-written
And burned the torn scribbles
Leaving words undone,
I succumbed to the hurdles before me – Time, Motivation, Self-worth –
And I lougned lazily in a fictional hearth.
I detested, but then I took pride,
In the sense of "writer's block"
when I don't even write!
The irony didn't fail
neither did she laugh
She kept gazing at me
with dead, unyielding craft
I just simply ignored
the presence of this ghost

Transference at it's best,
I cursed the people and the work
For leaving no creativity
For squeezing my energy
For the sleeplessness
For the eternal dishonesty with self

I uttered a futile apology
To the words I never penned
and the ellipses I flaunted,
For my words if left unsaid,
Deserve not to be unwritten