what do I do?!
My mind is like a waterfall!
Before the first string of words fall, the second is ready
And before, I find a paper, the string gets cut!
Sometimes, its a tsunami
Where words well up
And wake me up in middle of,the night
To jot them down!
Many times, its like chennai rains
Very unpredictable
Sometimes, heavy drought
That not a drop is available!
Any writer will agree with me!
When passion becomes profession,
Its a bliss!
But when the passion becomes a pressure
Its stress!
My mind is like a waterfall!
Before the first string of words fall, the second is ready
And before, I find a paper, the string gets cut!
Sometimes, its a tsunami
Where words well up
And wake me up in middle of,the night
To jot them down!
Many times, its like chennai rains
Very unpredictable
Sometimes, heavy drought
That not a drop is available!
Any writer will agree with me!
When passion becomes profession,
Its a bliss!
But when the passion becomes a pressure
Its stress!
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