Today isn’t a writing day!!


Wrenching my soul

To draw some fire

I look helplessly

Like useless pyre


This lovely evening

Spiced with a drizzle

Unable to draw tunes

Emotions hard to chisel


Dipping in the waters

Bidding bye from the west

An evoking background

The sun is at its best


Heading to my call

Arrives my lovely lady

Even her charming self

Appears to be shady


Neither the chirping birds

Nor the flowering roses

Nothing can implore

As the door of heart closes


Denied of feelings

I stand like a stone

An imperfect thrill

Right down to my bone


Nothing will inspire

As long I don’t fight

But today is a day

Not meant to write



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