A note

spilleronsheet

To the stickers aligned 

to the to-do lists flapping with wind 

time is running 

Battling with veterans of all kind 

you, who has been a veteran itself 

Holding the mast of struggle over time 

 

 

a mind of distraction 

a surge of anxiety 

a swell of fear 

an earthquake of falling apart  

Alas,

hope you did, disaster management well ?

 

 

the greed of winning 

surpasses the fear 

can  smart work of few days 

beat the long hours of sweat ?

no, 

it can’t 

or maybe it can 

shall we play a bet 

a roll of dice

a gamble of life 

 

 

the thirst for winning 

driving the soldier all night 

a mere soldier 

or a warrior in armour 

will it be praised 

for its courage inside 

will it be sworn as a  marquise with valour of all kind ?

the dilemma that catches up throbbing heart inside….

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  • Rocky Lagou

    I love the way you presented this: "To the stickers aligned / to the to-do lists flapping with wind" I mean you really transported I think almost about everybody to the disarray of "real life." We're all constantly in a see-saw of time management and SELF-management. Like if we don't have a firm hold on ourselves that we can lose who we truly are. And I love the lines: "a mind of distraction / a surge of anxiety / a swell of fear" I mean it really hits the reader and makes them relate to the mental chaos that is going on. Great job! ✨

    • spilleronsheet

      Thank you so much dear Rocky
      You really make my poetry special
      The jewels are nothing but stone
      But you catch the sparkle in those pebbles lying around

    • Vamsi Sudha

      Dear Spiller,
      Your note
      U really did transpose
      Me to Juxtapose
      Life deciding events so close !!

      Beautiful and engrossing ! Loved each line to the core !!
      All the best and you would do wonders !!

      • spilleronsheet

        Thanks dear Vamsi
        If fear holds me
        If anxiety cheers me
        Then your cheer, warmthness and friendship
        Gives me wings
        Gives wind to my sails
        To float happily to my destiny

      • Bella Shepard

        Your first two lines grab me. I am the poster child ( actually geriatric) for post-it notes, and reminders on bits of paper all over my kitchen counter. Somehow transferring Life's daily reminders to something tangible relieves some of the anxiety of possibly forgetting. As I complete each task that bit of paper is recycled and I go on to the next. Unfortunately it only works in my kitchen. I love the message of your poem, very beautifully said!

        • spilleronsheet

          Thanks dear Bella
          The beauty of poetry
          The words catches the sight of people differently
          And it’s more beautiful when your reader connects to you
          And then the reader becomes friend when they have their own stories to tell
          Thank you so much dear Bella for telling me this wonderful account
          And giving me the right advice to reduce my anxiety over the notes

        • Neville


          Note to self ... don't dare mess with our spilleronsheet .. she knows what she is talking about .. Neville x

          • spilleronsheet

            Hahaaa….well you make me sound pretty strong, dear Neville…thank you so much….



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