NaPoWriMo Day 11: An anecdote of how I met her

NaPoWriMo Day 11: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about a very large thing. It could be a mountain or a blue whale or a skyscraper or a planet or the various contenders for the honor of being the Biggest Ball of Twine.

Also the prompt from SoulCraft is to write about a phenomenon you can feel but cannot see.

I have combined both the prompts.

Poem: An anecdote of how I met her

I see her sitting in one corner one day,

Just near the window,

Gazing at me,

I shun her

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She quietly follows me like my silhouette,

Determined to make her presence felt,

Chasing me at every step,

I shun her again

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Upset over things being said and unsaid,

I walk off with teary eyes,

She calls out to me,

I shun her yet again

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Enveloped in fear and uncertainty,

Questioning my existence, I lay awake entire night,

She was hiding under my bed, I knew

I shun her again, or so I thought

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I found her sleeping next to me,

Admiring me with adoring, caring eyes,

“I’m here for you, sweetheart,” she  gently said,

I couldn’t shun her this time

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She listened to me patiently,

No judgments, no questions, no assurance,

She wrapped me in her arms, and I knew, she was here to stay,

I didn’t want to shun her

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I would spend all day with her, locked up in my room,

Just thinking about nothingness; wailing silently,

She would remind me of my failures and weakness; I would assent,

How could I shun her, she knew so much about me?

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She assured me I was her world, so I left my world for her,

Dressing up, rejoicing, exploring the world, I renounced all for her,

“None cares for you, none loves you as much as I do,” she said,

So here I am, coddling her as she guards my emotions

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My Depression and I,

We haven’t stepped out for eight weeks!

We have a long way to go,

Unless someone spots me with her…

©Vandana Bhasin

11.04.2022