The blank pages of my diary,
The unheard whispers of my heart,
The unrecorded experiences of my past,
The unheeded ideas of my brain,
are bouncing back to life,
Rekindling my passion to write, to express!
I thought it was over, all my pride of my expression, my thoughts and my days of writing. I thought that I should dwell in the past glory and there is no more my pen can produce. Thanks to my sweetheart, my inner-voice shouted a big “NO” to all my questions. The artist in me is bouncing back to life. If there should be any gap in an artist’s life, it’s over in mine! Feeling proud to stand again at a corner in the hall of writers, making my contributions and waiting for the day when I’d lead the crowd!
Cheers
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