Within the mindpot
Slowly brewing
Well marinated and seasoned to liking
Boiling hot while steaming the soul
Sealed with love and whistling about perfection
Move the lid to check the make
There it is, overcooked and dense
You float around
Spilling the stew all over
As you bounce alive in the pot
I can taste of how overthinking
and overcooked stand synonymous to each other,
when I feed...on you.

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Even if the path that
I walk on isn't with you,

I will walk the path
that will always lead to you.

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That contentment when you overcome your mind block.
That heaviness in your heart you have been carrying around, slowly lifting off your chest
The script finally in its true form, for eyes to devour
A state of serene trance our soul peeks into
The better drug for a writer...
To write and enjoy writing

This is my piece on Writer's Block
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Like the rain I pour my all onto you

And like the soil you impartially take it all in

Maybe that's why I am so deep rooted in you

That's why I feel home with you.

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When did Swachh Bharat Mission fail?

When people got more garbage in their minds than their homes.

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You hold my hand even when it gets all sweaty.
And I shall hold yours, as if it is our baby.

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Even the clouds fail to block Your light.

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Parenting is,
keeping warm during winter,
staying cool when there is heat,
letting windows and doors open
for flowers or dried leaves to enter
and to always remember to carry an umbrella, as it might rain.

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When hours go by as minutes this winter,
Will you hold my hand to pause time?

When two blankets and two sweaters are not warm enough this winter,
Will you stay? Be my sun by my side this winter?

When the world is deep asleep in the cold this winter,
Will I lie awake unaware of the cold, with you in my thoughts?

When throats dry out and water bodies freeze this winter,
Can I gulp your name with some of your smile instead of warm water?

When our glasses fog up this winter,
Can I take them both off and get lost somewhere between your pupil and iris?

You were my Christmas present, that arrived early last winter
What can I present to you equivalent or more valuable than yourself for Christmas this winter?

I put you on paper last winter
And here you are,
Tall, warm and breathing this winter

This winter, I write for you to stay
Stay with me...for all winters to come
Or at least until winters start feeling warm instead of cold.

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