When circumstances rule
Emotions slowly creep
People are deprived of sleep
Thoughts are digged deep
Heaviness in the head
Eyes slowly turn red
In that time
All you need
Is PATIENCE
Unknown path
Makes you
Incur the wrath
A strange
Concoctions of emotions
Beholds your decisions
Calm down
And
Pen down your thoughts
To arrive at a solution
Is that
My fingers
Refusing to write?
Is that
My heart
Became emotionless?
Is that
My mind
And heart
Lost the co-ordination?
Unable to pour my heart
On the paper
Words
Hue and cry
But I’ll try
To write
And unlock
Writer’s block
You give it
For a reason
I give it
Without a reason
My mood swings
Like the season
Please listen
It’s time to break
The emotional prison
And fly like a pigeon