The Caged Thoughts

When I write..

The gliding ink across the crisp white sheet makes adrenaline rush through my veins

Im penning down the tangled and untamed mess of thoughts stored deep within

Im drawing a sketch of a blunder of emotions, painting it with colors of words

Each letter depicts the feelings settled in depths of my heart

Each stroke of the pen lightens up the unseen weight on my chest

Each full stop makes me sigh in relief and content

Each paragraph talks about the cinema I saw through my eyes

Hands are rushed and greedy to let out the ideas within

Fingers dance along with pen held in a firm grip, grooving gracefully along the papered dance floor

This beautiful melody comes to an end

Until some chords struck the music composer to begin again

-Lazy_Weirdo

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Hey readerssssssssss

Imma back with a new poem.

So this poem is about how I feel when I write.. When I write, I just don't mechanically write, it's much more than that and probably one of the best feelings in life..... Writing is my escape and so is reading... it gives me more space to think, to create and to grow... For me writing is more than penning down thoughts, it's like a breath of fresh air, it's like a sip of cool water in brutal summer heat and it's like hope one this hopeless mess of life.... I love writing poems and I love reading even more... And I'm rambling again hihihi.

Thanks for reading

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Love yaa

-lazy_weirdo