Writer's Block
Pen poised midair,
Blank paper in hand,
A million thoughts in mind,
Running and chasing in circles..
Yet when i sit to write,
To express my new views,
Or share my old memories,
Words seem to elude me..
They refuse to be caught,
And tied down into sentences,
As if they now fear,
Their imprisonment onto paper..
Is this what people call,
A Writer's Block??!!
Copyright © Pooja Vakharia | Year Posted 2015
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