3 august 2012
Is it a Poem?
Sitting in the chilling cold office,
Looking out of the glass window,
nothing else, i feel to do,
Other than stitch a lovable poem
No ideas coming to me,and
No wonder to make with my pen.
My heart is yearning,
without any pause,
to give birth to a poem...
Where can i get a theme,
where can i find the mood,
what can i write in the paper
I scribbled something and something
Scribbling something and something
Without even giving a thinking
what am i really writing...
Sitting in the chilling cold office,
Looking out of the glass window,
I really wonder on this thought
Is this really a poem!!!
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