Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Deserted Pen

So how long you have been deserting this pen
To hold and write the stories that keeps you alive
The tangling words where you loved to un-puzzle
That once it was a necessity
But now time to write seems to be a burden
Now the stories are no longer need to be written
For all what shapes in life, are the breathing stories
The jotting down are no longer narrate the facts
The sound of breath, aren’t captured within lines of words
Then silence hush fails to be described with words
For a momentum of silence described in words
Is noting but loud words evaporating essence of silence
The truth is the pen is just kept their untouched
In fear that inspiration will not rise
Also unable to give it a try for the fear of failure

Copyright 2012 Nasra Al Adawi

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4 Comments:

Blogger Sarah said...

It's something beautiful to read about your lonely pen.

9:22 PM  
Blogger Sarah said...

It's something beautiful to read about your lonely pen.

9:22 PM  
Blogger Sarah said...

It's something beautiful to read about your lonely pen.

9:23 PM  
Blogger goatman said...

For writing about not being able to write is a beautiful expression. You think the words don't flow, but they do.
I feel like posting this on my blog (as I am seeking the muse also, to little result) but would surely obtain your acceptance to do that.

8:38 AM  

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