Even today I put away the pen I took to write...,
My letters had no life…..
Maybe the words left me…..
The blank pages I left behind looked at me helplessly…..

Is she can create lines when she lost her words?
The dead writer in me tried to talk to me…..
I ignored her too…….

In my dark universe no star came to find me…..
I didn't expect them...
In my empty new world I neglected poetry too…..

Finally, the words left me as I searched again for the lyrics……,
The dead writer in me didn't hear my voice...
My blank book closed by itself.....,
It was hiding in a corner where I couldn't see it...

The lines I Excluded.., again I called them.....
I asked sorry to my lyrics....,
I kept my pen again attached to my heart…..
The dead writer in me was reborn in it...

© enigma🦋
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