Tuesday, July 7, 2015

pen silent...

Pen silent for  long nights
Went to den for fortnight
But thoughts didn't settle
Kept pouring inside
Watching the world with dried eyes
Alien to known
Comfort in unknown
From dusk to dawn and
dawn to dusk the thoughts is on .....
She didn't want them to stop
She evaded her eyes from sleep
Fearless her eyes is
Fearless her heart is
she puts mask
the world believes it
The pen is moving
She walks....
The path is slowly unfolding

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