Just like a mother bonds to her child ,
Thoughts get tied to belongings of mind ,
The pen and ink cling together ,
Dirt coheres to foams of lather ,
Characters make a mystical fable ,
Tired legs tend to wobble ,
Letters adhere in pages of a book ,
And pride features in a bold look .
As dark clouds accompany rainy showers ,
Fog gets instilled on morning flowers ,
Warmth imparts even an old rugged coat ,
Thirst quenches an earthen pot .
Let goodness smother my soul ,
Not in part , But as a whole .
Let kind words flow in every utterance ,
Spreading a smile on your face even if once ,
In the darkness of the night when you are scared ,
Be assured that I will be there .
Untie yourself,
Let concerns go free ,
Coz , I will be waiting along,
To bestow my shade ,
On barren roads ,
Just like a Lone Tree .
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But ...ya sometimes when we write really well , every one starts liking it and puts a standard for us...although not knowingly but gradually it happens .
That does inspire and motivate us to write more ....but it does also act like an unseen string which ties up with expectations and we constantly have to stand up to that .
So. friends I just want say one thing...let's write because we feel like , let's write because that's what we love to do and let's write as that gives peace to our tired minds .
Let all of us be just ourselves and indulge in our passion for writing , which this special website has gifted us with.
Thank you all my friends....and ya keep writing:)