The prompt for PAD challenge day 12, suggested by Robert Lee Brewer is 'damage'. For this challenge I am posting my first thoughts, for most of the days, when I read about the prompt. When I read about damage, I couldn't think anything other than sleep. Here is a poem for the challenge,
O Krishna! give me solace
how ideas strike
when I am tired
when my fingers stop
when what I can only think is,
and the very instant
the land of your love and blessings
fingers ready to dance again
new poems are flourished
began to write a micropoem
O Krishna! just see your magic
damaged sleep
O Krishna! give me solace
still writing poems passionately
O Krishna! it's your grace
how ideas strike
and words bloom
when I am tired
O Krishna! all your blessings
when my fingers stop
dancing on the keyboard
when my fingers stop
romancing the pen
when what I can only think is,
'wrote the last best poem I could write,
how will I bring new poem, tomorrow?'
and the very instant
heart lands in another dreamland
the land of your love and blessings
new poems are born like
like twinkling stars
fingers ready to dance again
and before I fall asleep
new poems are flourished
O Krishna! just see your magic
began with damaged sleep
searching for solace in your flute
began to write a micropoem
praying hard for the solace
O Krishna! just see your magic
my damaged sleep is now
the song of your love
the song of your love