Monday, 17 February 2014

Writer Finds ....Solace

When sentiments run high ,
And vocabulary low ,
When feelings subside ,
And the pace seems slow ,
Emotions get subsided ,
And continues  an erratic flow .

Open a blank page ,
Filling it up with words ,
Of every form and kind ,
Connecting flimsy strands .

Build up new grounds ,
For characters to spring up ,
Conveying what you can’t ,
Bestowing new hope ,
Slowly when they proceed to their destined end ,
A happiness spreads across ,
As nothing else you intend .
Far from the hype and hoopla ,
In some corner of mother earth ,
On a plain white paper ,
A Writer finds Solace….

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