So, I am at it again,
Straining the corners of my brain,
Here I am to write something nice,
But,as always,the paper has been torn,that too twice!!!
My friends tell me to publish a new post,
But finding a topic is what I find hard the most,
I look outside the window for inspiration,
But,I cant come up with anything even on trees dancing in jubilation!!!
Cerulean and calm looks the distant lake,
Yet,a verse on it seems very difficult to make,
An hour has gone by,
& all I have done is watch the trees,lake and the birds fly....
The pen's itching and the paper has a desperate look,
Mental Note:Never think about writing a book,
So,as I decide to chuck them and publish this dumb thing,
I hope you could come up with something to which i can cling...
