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Art is Agony

The way things are,
I’m having hard time being okay with that.
They say- forever never lasts long,
HOW to be okay with that?

I see my friends turning to art,
Reading shit and calling shots.
WHAT is the meaning of art?
WHERE do I shoot my shot?

I’m afraid of asking questions
for all my WHAT go unnoticed.
The cat on my patio is purring unnecessarily
Is she afraid of living, unnoticed?

All the questions are hiding
hiding behind question marks,
Despite the endless possibility of no’s
All of us are looking for more,
Childhood wounds are surely popular
to leave marks.

By Kajal

Hello there, Kajal here! I started blogging in September, 2018. It was purely random as I needed a space to pour my heart and thoughts out. This place is like my safe heaven where I let my fingers and feelings run free to curate poems and to rant about things that are bothering my thoughts. My journey here has been bittersweet and wonderful at the same time. But because of all the love I receive here, I keep coming back to read and to write.You all have been great support and advicers to me and I'm really grateful. Your feedback, emails and comments keep the mermaid inside me going :)

25 replies on “Art is Agony”

“SEEMINGLY meaningless world,” yes. But some of us have found the ultimate meaning in life, and we’re longing to share it. This is why I blog. Good news shouldn’t be kept secret. Please check out what I posted Sunday. It’s one of my shortest posts, but it’s what I want to share with the world.

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“The cat on my patio is purring unnecessarily
Is she afraid of living, unnoticed?”

Boy, those lines! When I get in the mood I suspect inspired this poem, I watch my cats and wonder the same thing. I only know they don’t deserve less than what they have right now. I can never know what more they want, just like I sometimes don’t know what I want. I’m sure they want love, so I give them more of that. I give myself more love too. I don’t know what more I want from Life, but I’ll always take more love, just like my lovely cats. We can only try our best, eh?

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