hassled by predicaments
knocked by frustrations – hesitations
softly getting killed
never stop dreaming the dream
fountain of art, god and goddesses of the craft
chanting the curse of verses
potion of passion, the obsession
desperation, state of rigor.
chasing.
the lines in transparency
rhythms in noiselessness
meters in wilderness
unchain me – suffocate each constituent of language
unshackle emotions, liberate thoughts
now.
engulf the pen with the shadows of the mind
drive it in the still world
inflate expressions not yet written
decline natural senses – the need to feel it
sweet sweats I care not
berate – berate
care not as long as I can write
break the bars imprisoning a heart
fatigue’s not block
pain’s not leash
the more it bleeds
the more it pleads
much worth it
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