Blank
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Loading ...I sit here blankly…
In front of my computer screen…
A blink appears endlessly
No thoughts appear…
In the labyrinth
Of my mind
Listening to the songs…
In the Background
Creating a mellow mood
As the skies
Turn pink
One evening day
The sun is about to set in the west
As it appears to be drowning into the sea
Disappears quietly
Signs of another day ending…
As the stars and the moon
Are about to peek out
Filling the dark sky
With their incandescence
Lighting up the skies
It was never the mind
But the heart has been the source
Of many poetic verses
That appeared out of the blue
Words appearing
Outpouring on to MSWord
Coming in waves…
From the heart to the mind
And condensed into poetry
But right now…
I still remain blank
As in deep meditation
The waves have gone silent
Only their sound can be felt
Within the confines of my being
I honor their decision
Closing MSWord
The blink disappears
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Quite nice…
I can undestand the feeling when there’s so much to write but thoughts don’t turn into words…