A momentary lapse
Of thought,
Concentration.
A second’s break
In human conception.
A sudden emptiness
A blank expanse.
No words flow out,
No visions scanned.
Rhymes gather sometimes
But all nonsensical.
The inherent germ of
Wisdom seems quelled.
Suddenly an outburst
A wake, an explosion.
A torrent of thoughts emerge
Seeking expression.
The pen dances wildly
In relief, in passion.
A day after a very long night,
A vent of emotion!
2 comments
what !!!
nonsensical life it is.
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