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Saturday, September 17, 2011

Numb



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?


********* Balachandran V, Trivandrum 17.09.2011

7 comments:

  1. 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..

    What a picture that one !

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  2. you well express what we all feel sometimes!



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  3. Why worry sir? "If winter comes, can spring be far behind". :)

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  4. It is good to go through this phase, an experience. Will let one know what it is.
    The 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.

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  5. To all: Yes, I know it is a passing phase; but how dully painful!

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  6. Take care :) This too shall pass

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