There goes a writer
Chasing after her still mind
Running in circles.
Words refuse to write
Her head is an empty space
The ink has run dry.
Pens of all colors
Vie with each other to write
But there’s no one home.
Writing is not hard
Ideas come easy to her
Her fingers don’t move.
I caught a story
Kept my fists so tightly clenched
Don’t know where it went.
Tell me stories of
True loves and happy endings
Why won’t you speak up?
By Sulekha Rawat
Simply beautiful Sulekha! Lovely to have you back! Writer’s block is indeed tiresome 🙂
Kala, thanks for your warm welcome. Hope to stay on course now
Beautiful! Writers block is very tiresome indeed.
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Loved all the haikus, Sulekha. I particularly loved the 5th one. 🙂
Haikus have this magic of stirring your soul, and bringing in a nice kind of feeling. Lovely to read them Sulekha
Beautiful Haiku Sulekha, yeah with a writers block we do seem to go in round and rounds with nothing to write and yet watching the monitor lost into nothingness
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Thanks Menaka, I have been struggling these past few months.