Sunday Scribblings prompt for this week is "Hi, my name is.." to be interpreted in any way we want to.
a woman
trying to fit in-
to carve a niche
in blockades of time.
emotions make me
those mar me too.
you say I am moody
I know I am moody-
unpredictable too;
which is nothing new.
you try to plunge
into my mind;
I too try to plunge
into it unsuccessfully.
you say you cannot
understand me.
“do I understand myself?”
hi, gautami! :)
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i wonder if anyone does...
just some
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that make women so
fascinating!
/t.
I love the image of carving a niche in blockades of time.
ReplyDeleteVery nice take on the prompt.
Ah, these are familiar questions we all ask ourselves from time to time. And perhaps the answers vary, depending upon time and circumstance.
ReplyDeleteI could understand that!
ReplyDeleteMind-plunging, great!
ReplyDeleteI could very well relate to this Gautami, who I am and what I am, changes by the hour, along with my moods. :-) Lovely poetry!
ReplyDeleteYou've done a marvelous job of capturing that questioning spirit we all have a times.
ReplyDeleteReally well done :) I felt all this in my heart.
I've plunged into my own mind and have been shocked by what I found!
ReplyDeleteI'm also trying to carve out my own little niche in this plane of existence.
Thanks for sharing.
Namaste,
Frances
I understand myself...I also fear myself.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, as ever.
May we never stop wondering and questioning... :)
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ReplyDeletewell done
thank you
Loved it. Great images, Gautami.
ReplyDeleteOh yes. So true!
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ReplyDelete“do I understand myself?”
that's an interesting question, gautami, I don't think we totally understand our own selfs.
we can only try to understand ourselves, we can never fully do so though...
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Cheers, Seamus.
What a lovely piece. Thank you for stopping by my blog.
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'emotions make me
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oh definitely!
Hi again gautami, Michele sent me back :-)
cq
Awesome gautami! I could totally relate!
ReplyDeleteThat's it, exactly - "emotions make me". So true for me as well.
ReplyDeleteYour blog is so beautiful :)
oh How I wish I could understand myself Gautami!
ReplyDeleteLook like your hand has been busy. Your mind too.
ReplyDeletei too can relate to this piece being only too familiar with the unpredictability of my mood swings. nice job on the prompt!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! Woman in a nutshell.
ReplyDeletebut, don't u?
ReplyDeleteand why woman, doesnt a man plunges into his mind too :)
and yes,
nice flow from the prompt...
Sometimes I wish I understood myself but maybe that never happens
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ReplyDeleteI think it is something we all do or at least should do. There are some who are able to live ignorant of self, they are the walking corpses of the world. Those of us who are alive, who feel. We perpetually search.
My name is Walking Contradiction.
Nice little piece! :-)
As a woman I know not myself either.
ReplyDeleteWe are as mysterious to ourselves sometimes as we are to others!
xo
Blue
Don't try to find yourself
ReplyDeleteIt is some likely you'll lose your mind.Just ride the waves.
Very well written.
Oh my gosh...did you write this about me? lol Just beautifully written and I can completely relate.
ReplyDeleteOh, my. And there we are...not a paper doll but a real living person. Nice post!
ReplyDeleteYou are an impressive poet. I actually read this out loud and I loved how the words just rolled off my tongue...
ReplyDeletelove it. It's true that others try to understand or think they do but how can they when we are still getting to know ourselves. very well written. I like your poetry, you have a real gift for it.
ReplyDeletewell said.
ReplyDeleteemotions make me,
and mar me too.
I've learned that we can't label emotions as good or bad - they all have their place.
Moody? Maybe. Highly sensitive? Probably.
What's the advantage?! There is always one there...
Stunning poetry - it really touched me:-) When will we see more?
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