Writers Bloc

I have seen the the cobwebs, swinging in the sunbeams, deceiving my eyes, turning into small fishes, huddling in water. I have seen the sky, in moonless nights, divided into patches, showing the unseen, a desert neighboring a bog. Now, I believe my eyes, recognizing the process, a never ending one. God is busy with the brush.

When it comes to you … Although I lose my mind, I lose my heart When it comes to you, my soul feels the comfort When it comes to you, I lose everything love apart. When it comes to you … I get submerged in the ocean of sensations My thoughts get tidal with deep emotions It feels like having ...

There is something I never told you, some feelings are never meant to be expressed there is a love that I didn’t share because some pain are not meant to be cared There are emotions that can’t be given words some requests are never meant to be heard there is something in your eyes that I couldn’t read there is ...

I adorn a woman’s intrigue being, I let her see innocence in all she is seeing. I am the twinkle in her abysmal eyes, That winks when she blushes, looks down and smiles. I am the soot of the luscious night, That lives in her hair in all its might. I am the sound of the boisterous anklet, That makes ...

It was raining almost all night Sun rose in the morning, not so bright Usually in the morning I got on the bus Nothing alright in, just fuss and fuss. Traveled half an hour, I reached To the place where I teached. Got off the bus and kept walking Solitary way and my inner mind talking. Few moments after I ...

Falling from my eyes, stepping on the ground slipping through my hands my only innocence. Lying silent on my bed trying to distract thoughts that’s there in my head pretending everything is alright in this dark and stormy night pushing sleep in to my senses protecting my only innocence Closing petals of my eye I escaped the reality of lie ...

Living in a metropolitan city, With a number of multistory buildings, A lot of selfish people, With a number of political leaders. But in this whole city only footpath is left for me, Only vast sky, black roads, traffic lights and posh cars I can see. I never dream big and never went to school, But still I know words ...