Silence: a Ghazal

My pen has been silent these last few months
While I took a break from poems

Burnt out from writing, rhyming, rhythm
Even though I still feel love for poems

And now that I desire to write again
I struggle to find words for poems

I fear that I’ve misplaced my muse
Where is my inspiration for poems?

This question burns within my soul
When will it end: this drought from poems?


Sharing this with dVerse. I’ve been absent from this on-line poets’ pub for far too long.

Pieces of Peace

is every act of kindness just one piece
of efforts to bring to this world some peace?

does something done in anger mar the chance
that in this life we will ever see peace?

are unkind words like a puzzle
that is missing a critical piece?

I ponder, sometimes, what I am doing
to bring to those around me more peace

or am I wasting my time in a pointless
and futile quest4peas?


my attempt at a Ghazal for NaPoWriMo. I tried to have a bit of fun with my blog title.