This is a very beautiful poem meena. I believe what you are saying is that life is hard. You have questions that you want answered and you don't know why something has happened. Maybe the loss of a loved one or a friend. The nights are hard for you because it's a feeling of loneliness. I loved the imagery of the painted blue sky. It seems you were trying to say that even in the dark you can see the light. Overall this is a very beautiful poem. The rhyming was great and the message was strong. Nominated!!!
I don't even know where to begin. This is such a touching write. Life is full of surprises, never know what is in storage. I love the part about quietly printing the canvas with blue art. I like to paint and often use blue to express my sadness. The day is long, filled with so many questions and so little answers. The truth of the matter we should never doubt ourselves.
I think this reflects the confusion you feel since you mother passed away. I know the feeling of knowing they won't be there to turn to for help and answers or input when we have questions or just want to talk. The pain is still there and prodded minute by minute by memories, a smell, a sound and grows during the day with the grand finale at night when we are forced to face the pain and our thoughts. Nicely written
Questions without answers its really frastrating for us,
The ending is nice.
the fire inside heart, sadness in every beat.
there is a real fight with your emotions here.
yes, life is the way of surprise but in future that surprise may be in your side.
Days got the mind thinking,
whilst grains of doubt sifting
^ I can relate to that stanza. Though I also agree with Sylvia. But even if i didn't have any clue as to how to relate this poem to, I can feel connected in someway. Life seems to have so many questions without answers, though the answers are always there, we just don't seem them. I like it. Well done
I felt there was a lot which could have been taken from this. The tone is definitely deep, reflective, somewhat melancholy.
It is so true that life seems to be filled with questions, some that we feel we never find the answer to. And we begin to question life's meaning and purpose sometimes.
I also like the use of the art here, the canvas and how it can suddenly become painted by events in our lives and not by us,
I also like the following stanza of still nights fishing through pain, I think this reflects to insomnia. Not wing able to sleep, or switch your mind off. Not being able to stop the memories and emotions from surfacing. We find outselves thinking of so much, and adding even more questions to the ones we started off with.
Overall- a really reflective write which was nice to read, and able to engage with.