Its been ages that I have sat down to write ,
The dearest hobby that I had which made my every scary night very bright.
Each and every day I try to set the things right ,
But never found any solace ,not even slight.
What should I do to get my courage back,
Did I still have it in me to write and get back on track ?
Each and every second now started making a violent whack ,
Oh god, please spare me some light for the night is awfully black.
“Just stay calm!” ordered my aching heart,
That’s right I thought, thinking too much would only tear me apart,
All I needed was to get a proper start,
For, my rage never dies neither does my art.
My heart has now agreed to sign a pact,
That only if I write , it shall hold me intact,
Now my fears slowly started loosing their impact,
Oh god just let me write, I have already lost in love and you have nothing left in me to detract.