HAIKU: ON WRITING OR BEING UNABLE TO WRITE
Deserted by words
Empty blank pages mock her
A silent writer.
It has been a while
Inkless and helpless,my pen
Cries to be picked up.
I know many tales
Joys, cheers, fears and salty tears
I must find my voice.
Once upon a time
Writing was easy and fun
Not so long ago.
Ink on my fingers
Satiate my heart and soul
The pages smile too.
Take away my all
What good is a wordless world?
Leave me with my pen.
My ideas, my pen
A muse is overrated
Just commence writing.
No more excuses
Stuff happens, life does go on
Write in spite of all.
Sulekha Rawat
I love Haikus and I enjoy them. Yours are so pleasant to read and I enjoyed your musing through Haiku here Suleka.
Thanks Jayanthy. I read your post about your haiku writing challenge. 365 haikus in a year sound so good.
you have no idea how relevant this is to me now.. struggling to write because of everything going on around me and carrying the burden of not just my personal world but the real world on my shoulders… the blog has barely been seen in recent times.
Roshan, I hear you! Like I said in my last Haiku, Life goes on. I hope you can start writing on a regular basis and keep changing the world one word at a time.
Very well written Sulekha