Losing Art?

By Srishti Pandey

My poetry has been down 

I write but the magic's missing 

From the here and now. 

I fear as I feel better 

Will I lose my writing glitter? 

Was poetry and I meant for a brief time? 

I'm not in favour 

Of romanticising pain 

Or to ponder myself to death. 

But I do fear 

That will I not be able to spew art As I once used to. 

Art is an artist's gift 

To herself and the universe 

She lives in. 

Realising relatable realities 

Provides comfort 

That we're not alone in this mad mad world. 

Pain turned her into a poetess 

Will peace preserve the art? 

Or will she lead herself to a stale start

By Srishti Pandey