You may have a pen,a paper and a cup of coffee
You are sitting on a comfy chair but the room is so sloppy
You feel like tied to a rope,you have no hope
You can't write when those feelings are unable by you to cope
You lift your pen,but your thoughts feel jumbled
You try to write,but your pen gets tumbled
You simply can't write when with your loved one you had a fight
Or if you hadn't slept all night
Or if some crumbly feelings keep your heart tight
You write a sentence,then scratch half of it
You write another,but it doesn't seem to fit
You browse into the dictionary,and some new words you pick
You try to write again,but nothing seems to click
You drink your coffee,sip after sip
Hoping that it might give you a tip
And then you remember that girl's beautiful lip(s)
Whom you love,but she doesn't have any idea of it
In your fantasies,you run wide
Hoping that you will get a topic to write
It is because of that girl,
Who is more precious to you than a pearl
And you appreciate her eyes & her hair's curl
She may or may not be the girl next door
But you know that she can never be your
Carrying this thought,to you,writing seems to bore
You can't write when your heart is tore
You can't write when your appreciaters are lost
And you desperately want them back,at any cost
You try to remember the past,but it seems vague
Slowly,yet steadily your ideas begin to fade
It's night already,and your coffee is finished
You don't know why but your energy seems diminished
You close your eyes,and it's all finished...
Jul 24, 2008
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4 comments:
awesome...........so now every body know when you are unable to write.Jokes apart...wonderful poem. And most important is that the way in which you have discribed the situation in simple words.
Thanks avanti
yeah its always nice to read a poem in simple words.i will be posting new articles from 11th august onwards since my exams are going on.
bakwaas
oKie... wont say bakwaas... nearly bakwaas
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