Wednesday, 20 March 2024

Poet

 

writing










I am no poet 

and I bleed no poetry.

My pen would recount the tales

of many a verses

lost in a midway trance,

or the chances not taken

in the gamble of lies,

the midnight muse

and the bygone scribbles,

the stories told

and the stories untold!


I sometimes fear the battle of thoughts 

Urging me to flip a toss

Coz when I ink these words today

maybe you wouldn't know

but, I stammered all the way!!

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