The Mould

An erratic writing after a long break from poetry… I don’t know if this is a whole poem or three different ones, and hence separated with asterisks. But this is what I penned down as I sat in the morning OutPatient Unit at the hospital and took the blank side of an investigation prescription sheet. The picture below was the unexpected prompt that made me write the first two lines. white-Daisies-in-the-rain

Raindrops needle through my petals,
Splice through my parched heart…
I can see you smile in the dark night,
I can see the bygone dreams again…
I can find myself in love songs –
Something I didn’t dare for long…


The canopy of my joy is made of
Dark clouds that shade the glares;
The sunshine is just a dream
That’s best kept behind the veils…
Maybe this was what took shape
Over times of reducing grey thoughts…


The lyrical daydreams are blossoms
That last a single day,
But when every day is a song,
It lasts as long as you want…
Love, I see now, is just a filling –
The mould is always you…

© Sana Rose 2014
May 5th, 2014

2 thoughts on “The Mould

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    Bravo ! By turns interesting and fascinating.I think that the introductory explanation adds to the integrity and soundness of presenting work in this manner. I would certainly call the three seemingly diverse stanzas a single .complete poem.

    1. Sana Rose Post author

      Thank you, Louis! 🙂 I’m so happy to receive such a great comment on a work after such a long time. And I am glad I definitely remembered to share it here. I think giving an introduction to the work and its origin, or prompt is good. I always feel a need to explain the scene of writing as they are often unpredictable and unexpected in my case and contrary to a quiet study room or silent night hour. Readers can have a better view of the verses in that way. 🙂

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