The Muse

The Muse

A Poem by Aries1984
"

She came again when I needed her the most.

"

 

The goddess of prose visited me once again

In my most deepest of dark hours

When my life started to fall like crumbling brick towers

It was one of those much needed encounters.

She gave me space, did not condemn

Gave me pen and paper to write

Gave me the courage to fight

With words that, off these pages took flight.

I started crying as I grabbed the pen

To write about my pain

Of losing my father, how I nearly went insane

The words went falling like tears of rain.

The heart went spilling right there and then

It created an emotional river

Of what it could only deliver

Through words that in it still linger.

She stands behind me patiently

To let me know that she’s always there

When and if I need her, anytime, anywhere

To help share the burden I must bear.

She waits there quietly and faithfully

Telling me, “You must release

Your heart needs a moment’s peace

Put the sadness on paper please.”

With eloquence and graciously

She instills in me the rhymes

To help me with these dark times

I now pen these lines.

Though these words come out quite painfully

As my heart is singing the blues

But there’s a strength I’m given to use

Inspired by my angel, the muse.

© 2015 Aries1984


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you did a great job of making muse into a human-like presence

that's how muses are though
they're there one hour

then they're gone again


-Dream

Posted 9 Years Ago


Aries1984

9 Years Ago

I think that they can transform when it comes to creativity too.
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i love this write
Raj you are shining like a star
Your words give all this warmth to the room
I love this new style to all your recent write
Free falling in life with your words
A ray of magic

Posted 9 Years Ago


"To write about my pain
Of losing my father, how I nearly went insane
The words went falling like tears of rain."

I love those lines. Sometimes we get strength in the strangest forms and it comes as a surprise but to get the strength to write, vent and write from the heart is a blessing. Good work my fellow Aries :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Aries1984

9 Years Ago

I agree. Hard to write anything from the heart when there's not emotion behind the idea. That's why .. read more

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