Writing Woes2 mins 7.3K 2 mins 7.3K
I find myself bitten by the writing bug
Ever since I had this early morning dream
Of a lost friend on his remembrance day
As if to remind me to post for him on the facebook page
Haunting memories, thoughts following
Words falling into lines and stanzas
While in kitchen, while in the metro
While on road and while at work
Casualties too come in line
Though minor, they do linger
Salt-less dishes, overcooked rice
Slipping bowls, burned fingers,
Trains missed, stations forgotten
Mails half-written, to name a few
I start longing for a lonely night
Or a week-end morn when I could write
All by myself with my laptop
Giving forms to words in black on white.
At last, I do find a time for myself
Eager to express my thoughts in words.
But alas! Words deject me on that lonely night
They refuse to flow and just stay stubborn
As if they are happy to remain formless
And are not willing to fulfill my fancy
I strain and struggle to coax some to yield
To find their ways on to paper
They do fall into lines and stanzas
But then, in pain I realize,
All thoughts not there, all words not right
This is not what I wanted in fact.
I did post, a note of remembrance at last
In the page we have for our college mates
And I could find that the feelings resonated
Among all of us who had memories shared
But I knew for myself where I lacked
Though I tried some edits a lot many times.
But the writing bug has not left me
Sometimes i'm in a state of trance
With words following me all the time
When the mind is free, but i'm on other chores.
I do wish that in this journey
Writing would earn me that single thing-
The deliverance I’ve yearned for pretty long
All these years during the stride
From the world of business and its intelligence
That are often quite nauseating to me.
So, now I have this musing:
Like you have the kindle to read on the move
I wish I had a device that helps
To translate all writing thoughts to words
While in kitchen while in travel
I should be able to write whenever I wish !