Penultimate

I

don’t know

whether I’ll be able

to learn the name of this moment.

The weak light from west forming a pattern

The lattice is the sculptor for this abstract drawing.

The wind that meant to soothe me is breathless and silent

The ants have assemble in a clutter; they’ll soon form a queue to me

I lay. Let my body relax and my breath to be relaxed

The cleft is getting narrower as time

cheat me being insidious

Death is simple

I know

now

~~~~~

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #149

A-Z Challenge Day#8: H

Today tried a Structural Poem.


Featured Image: Death of Casagemas by Pablo Picasso

11 Comments Add yours

  1. shewrites170 says:

    You write so much and so often
    How you manage to devote this much time to blogging
    What do you do professionally and nothing to keep you engaged personally?

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    1. Sangbad says:

      By Profession I’ve a job-Shift One…reach day-target before time and then write…at home time distri

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      1. shewrites170 says:

        Nice

        Like

    2. Sangbad says:

      At home time distributed between reading and writing–both blog and my novel…besides this I use the Mobile App…so sometimes I use that…and also the schedule option most of the time…

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      1. shewrites170 says:

        Ohk

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  2. Consider me impressed!

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    1. Sangbad says:

      ☺ Thank you…its my pleasure…

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    1. Sangbad says:

      ☺ thank you

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