I look with glazed eyes At this virtual piece of paper I call my blog My fingers languish, hovering over the keyboard What to write, when you are empty, lifeless - Words dry up, thoughts freeze - Is this the beginning of a winter?
Just a stage Balachandran.I know I am no one to make statements for you.But there are times I believe,'words dry up and thoughts freeze'..and overcoming that one is even sweeter..Just like there is a post winter beauty awaiting..
No! Not yet! :)
ReplyDeleteJust a stage Balachandran.I know I am no one to make statements for you.But there are times I believe,'words dry up and thoughts freeze'..and overcoming that one is even sweeter..Just like there is a post winter beauty awaiting..
ReplyDeleteWhat a picture that one !
you well express what we all feel sometimes!
ReplyDeleteAloha from Waikiki;
We are crazed moving! Please excuse my absence!
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Why worry sir? "If winter comes, can spring be far behind". :)
ReplyDeleteIt is good to go through this phase, an experience. Will let one know what it is.
ReplyDeleteThe face of void.
And even this will come to pass.
And it seemed to be passing over, the verses you penned are because of that.
To all: Yes, I know it is a passing phase; but how dully painful!
ReplyDeleteTake care :) This too shall pass
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