Morning, I had nothing to write,
nothing to pen, nothing to shed light!
In hours, I reached a place somewhere,
I look around, blankly, I stare!
What caused this, in a matter of time,
that words of any fail to chime?
What changed in the duration, last,
that nothing is sinking, nothing has cast?
My thoughts sway, circulating my mind,
Lost in all these, myself, I sweat to find!
Life seems stuck, unmoving and cold,
like it is waiting for something to be told!
Life feels dull, insipid and bland,
like it is hoping for something to stand!
Amidst this, I stare at reflection, mine,
In all the darkness, I just mouth,"I am fine!"
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