Sorry Goddess the Muse
If my rhymes are weak,
If I can't let it out
then I shall be sick,
Suddenly adrenaline is surging inside
in my abdomen,
Amygdla has alarmed the glands
and fears are bleeding through
my veins,
Hands are shaking
feet are quivering,
Heart is beating hard,
fingers are shivering,
I wanna cry and scream but where
no one can see me,
You are the only doctor who can
cure me,
Whenever I spills the every guilt
through the ink,
Then I feel relax mind in peace
heart at ease.

© Mukesh Kumar Gupta