Pile of Words

Do I write to escape
or do I escape to write
Is pen my strength ?
or just a weapon
to fight ?
lonliness creeping around
vaccum sucking me down ,
so I create a pile of words
to climb out of the well
and not reach the hell ,
A meaningless rattle
to fight my battle ,
empty mind
blank heart
with punctured chambers
All having thick sludge
nothing is red
neither it is blue ,
coffins in white
and that’s the clue ….
all that begins
has to end ,
seven colours
and rainbow bent ,
There is no escape
escape you cannot ,
whether you write
or you may not ….
Jargon of words
or poetry it is ,
Expression is white
albeit blank it is ……
© Dr Swati A Gadgil , All Rights Reserved .

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About Dr Swati A Gadgil

Anaesthesiologist , practising since last 30 yrs in Mumbai and medico legal advisor. Counsellor for Children at Puberty , Parenting , Stress Management , Motivation and Peace MBBS DA LLM Postgraduate in Human Rights Postgraduate in Hospital management Founder President of NGO, Dombivli Women's Welfare Society and it's youth wing NayaSavera Published three books of poetry Columnist and writes on various topics like Stress Management Appointed by Times of India as Consultant for their NIE Newspaper In Education Program Recognised by Medical associations and Rotary Speaker and panelists on Tele media, print media and National and International conferences Taekwondo Red Belt

6 thoughts on “Pile of Words

  1. God’s Girl1

    I really love this poem, pile on words it resonates so well with daily life and struggles we all have sometimes.


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