My Unrelinquished Self

What do you do?

When ideas are no more,

Creativity is dropping low,

And you kinda feel boo.


No more words,

You’re left staring on empty cards,

Talents fading their passion,

Left feeling your own compassion,


Would you blame the pen,

Loose the will to try,

And believe that, all is gone,

Shutter hopes of reaching the sky.


For me i wont sit back,

To see others fly,

i’ll go try my luck,

And ignite my hopes for the sky.


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