Tag Archives: writing
Shadow
I like to play with shadows,
making birds,dogs and dinosaurs
I think everybody else does too,
because it is the one thing
nobody ever gives up on
no matter how bad the dog looks
or the birds fly
nobody comes up with
“I can’t do it.”
even the failure
ends in laughter
So what are you making today?
Blank
What scares a writer?
I have always wondered
some say it’s the rejection,
some say it’s the creative exhaustiveness,
and some blame the isolation
but for me it is the blank screen
that mocks me for emptiness,
laughs on my in competencies,
In it I see my rejections,
my creative exhaustiveness
and the isolation.
for it contains nothing
and holds everything.
Reverie
Curled up
in a corner
staring at the mossed walls
amidst the light that devours fireflies
the petrichor is now stronger
than all the ales I had
this reverie
the imagery shows no sign of ceasing
and with everything coming back to me
I am ready to stumble again
and fall every step
to write and rewrite
the joy is somewhat incessant
like it always has been.
Writer’s Block
At the very extreme undying urge of writing something, when words don’t make sense and passion starts eating me up,I hear my inner self preaching all valid reasons of why should I end this pitiful career.But then again if I would have heard my inner voice in glorious hours of writing something beyond purpose, I wouldn’t be having this block. Purpose simply defeats the act.Writing for a purpose is same as living for a purpose. The concentration slowly swings to purpose than on writing or living. So I don’t have a purpose today. The bird is out of my heart today. Let it chirp.
Writings to Heaven 