The Thought Processors
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Poem by: Ayesha Binte Islam
The pages of my notebook flying,
me with the pen in my hand sighing
because I can’t find something to write about,
though there are ideas in my head --no doubt!
Notebook’s still blank?
Yeah.
Just then -- clank!
What?
Clank-clank goes the ‘disks of my imagination’!
The ‘vocabulary axles’ cannot turn them out of frustration!
Oh no! My ideas are jamming
in between the axles and the disks,
and making something hard for them to do -- turning!
It’s the reason why
clank-clank
whacks against my eardrums when the vocabulary axles try
to turn and work together with the disks of my imagination!
I call out -- ‘Thought-processors, anything to write?’
The axles and the disks clamor -‘Ideas are so many!’
Hmm...now I guess I’m getting quite right:
That the things I can write about are actually so many!
I get now -- the reason I can’t write something
is that I want to write about everything!
So I can’t just pick anything!
Wait…anything?
Cluasp-cluasp-cluasp!
*Gasp*
The vocabulary axles are now turning the disks of my imagination!
And the ideas are flowing smoothly between, making a concoction!
They tickle my brain,
twitch my hand to write
because I’ve finally got something to write again
I'll write about 'anything’!
But just as the pen in my hand reached for the blank page,
My hand froze, as if trapped in a compact cage!
Clank-clank-clank returns!
So, out what turns?
The ideas have congested again!
What’s the reason -- let me see…
Oh!!
Now, what'll that 'anything’ be?
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