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No Poetry Due To Worry

For a long time I could not write As I was facing a dry period In the absence of any delight Works not my confused head When in my mind comes twilight I do not get any sleep in the bed Poetry writing is my true joy Free verse I can finely deploy Worry devil has come to annoy Single rhyme I could not coin As I have become a coward My mind, good ideas don't join So no word is, by me, delivered How to make poems come in? Is my prayer by God Heard?

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