Lately
Lately, words come slower— the noise of the world loud, unrelenting, a weight pressing deep against every line I try to shape. Even lighter things, the everyday rhythms, have felt hard to translate into language. Yet I know words are my sanctuary, a quiet shore I return to when all else roars. So I keep showing up, one breath, one line at a time.
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I wrote Lately to gently explore the struggles and quiet resilience many artists are feeling right now. It comes from my own experience of being creatively blocked — lately the world’s noise and pressure have made finding the right lines much harder. That “noise” and a constant weight seem to press down on expression, and even ordinary rhythms feel difficult to translate, like energy and perception have been worn thin.
Still, writing remains my refuge. It’s a soft, steady sanctuary where I can breathe and heal. The closing lines are a promise to myself — a patient, disciplined return — one breath, one line at a time. The tone is weary but quietly determined, intimate and reflective, and the heart of the poem is the tug between being impeded by external and internal pressures and the healing persistence of continuing to write.
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I know that feeling well. I loved the poem, Cbbhattacharya.