I Can't Write.. I Can't Think...
My thoughts have become as fragile as Pink...
I can't Write.. I can't Think..
For this Emptiness is making me Sink...
Tell me O'father,
where should I ponder to get the Flow,
As numbness n Dumbness hits new Low,
Has it Fractured my creativity as life trails Slow!!
Tell me O'father,
A fertile place for my mind to Sow...
As days are falling apart in this lockdown Thing,
My mind is devoid of the usual Streaming...
Diving Deep I meticulously search Within,
To scribble a piece and again sense the Grin...
But Alas! I Can't Write, I Can't Think..
Enduring my mind without a Blink,
I Can't Write, I Can't Think...
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