Tranquility

Constant fear in mind for when the pen drops

I can’t bear to remind myself of the drought

That I faced last year when my life was sort

So I haste to revere all the words I’d thought

Anyways, it’s crystal clear what I need is a lot

My name off tongues, the recognition I sought

Till the day blood in my fingers starts to clot

Life of a kid who doesn’t know when to stop.

But life’s been dull lately, whole lotta tranquillity

A poet’s worst nightmare reaching peak utilities

Struggles and heartbreaks breed humility

Never had any, these words need remedy

Moving on from trauma is human tendency

But it chokes the larynxes of my creativity

Till I’m sitting blank at a screen, not feeling me

Approaching ground zero, a mute’s soliloquy.

By: Arman Yusuf