Have you seen it, have you seen it anywhere go?
It always would be with me, now it’s not anymore
From dawn to dusk, within me, it would constantly flow
The stream of words has gone, somewhere I don’t know
The brisk word stream came to a sudden halt
No rhyme or reason, nor anybody’s fault
The words that inspired me, are now in a vault
Some strange thing is stopping them from coming out
And then I learnt that it’s called a Writers’ Block
That thing in one’s mind, which has a strong lock
A foe, that was powerful, I had got
Have to push with all might and trample it under the rock
It wasn’t as easy as I had thought
But with a will to succeed, I valiantly fought
With a deep breath and positive mind, some fresh air I sought
At last, I came over the obstinate writers’ block
Now the words are back in their beautiful stream
I cook, I clean, yet words flow like a dream
It’s a great feeling when the mind is active
The smile is back and confidence is massive
rhea sinhaSeptember 3, 2019 at 11:35 pm
Durga di.. your words captured my state of mind. Now I also need to valiantly fight so words start to flow. Glad you are able to write again. And I love the varied topics you pen down poetry on.
You know I realised its 4 years since we started this website. Who knew we had so many words inside us, right?