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A Lyre To My Muse

A Lyre To My Muse

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An hour before the dawn

When I wake up

To write the unwritten,

Words don’t listen to my call,

Thoughts seem yet relishing a deep slumber.


This rubbish that comes out still

Must I struggle to compose so

That you give it a go

And may inadvertently

Boost my poetic ego.


Unstructured thoughts

Adorned with unresponsive words

Resemble indifferent strangers with callous looks,

Crowding the clumsy creative space around,

Thus, aborting a timeless creation

For its no certain sin.


A divine bliss is

To have your inspired thoughts

Lead you to pick choicest words

To wrap themselves in, for, then

Your Muse cherry-picks you to be the lyre,

For some soothing, soulful lyrics to flow by,

Decreeing mellow music to multiply eternally.


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