My Golden Sonnet Poem by Puskar Sikdar

My Golden Sonnet

Rating: 5.0

Behind those pages of diary-
I imagined those words.
Flowing out and popped up like-
Jump of twisting popcorn.

Lines of fourteen express my virtue;
As-
Sweats with blue ink burst out,
Racemic mixture of heart.
A blank page of muted suicide-
Bows down to lovely magma;
To be loved.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A surreal ode to creativity born from solitude—this piece imagines the poetic process as both explosive and vulnerable, where the chaos of thought melts into expressive form.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aarzoo Mehek 17 June 2025

Solitude let the imaginations flow. Well written

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Anjandev Roy 16 May 2025

Excellent short work once again.... thank u...

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