Sharp and uncontrolled
Words and thoughts
Make me scared of myself
And yet I letter!
Each morning
I have to scribble.
Every night
I’ve to settle down!
Why to type letters
I never understand.
What I wrote then
At times I don’t know.
Under the fan
I try to sleep tight.
But I need to wait
Till my mind sediments!
Body is fine and fit
With a tired brain!
Ideas and phrases
Still float like bubbles!
If I say I have sediment ed here .......:-)
ReplyDeleteHahaha! Thanks for the comment Sreeja
Deleteawesome... i felt it really emotional... luvd it :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Anjali :)
DeleteFelt more forced than the usual free-flow style of yours... Am I to be blamed?
ReplyDeleteIn a way, you are right :)
DeleteVery expressive poem...
ReplyDeleteThanks Saru :)
DeleteYEs, true, i too write down thoughts which have never seen the light! They are still in draft. Real sweet expression of everyday
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Hope I can see those drafts getting published soon. Thanks for your visit and remark
DeleteI love the last para :) It happens so many times when mind is cluttered :(
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True...!
DeleteThanks for your comment Megha!
And I am a regular visitor of your blog.
Its awesome dear...
You are a lovely writer... Great to connect with you
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