Finally.

It’s time again that the fingers dance
as something from within emerges out
It’s time that these little babies
known as words
have finally come out
How much did they get on my nerves
like a kid, oh, so adamant
How much did I feel a void
with a dull blank page
staring at me
yearning for some company
and its imprisonment!

It’s not words maybe that I crave
but this feeling of release that they bring
It’s not the ink to which I cling
but the stream that words flow in.
It’s the rapture,
the intense emotions that they capture.
It’s when mind feels rested while doing its work
It’s when a nudge is all I need and have
It’s when all I remember is a gush.
When similes and metaphors flash in mind
and the movie of life is set to rewind
it is then when I welcome my friends back
and keep them forever on this page,
knowing how they love being in this cage!
Free, and alive like fresh love in air.
Filled with pure bliss and nothing else to spare!

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