Words are floating
in the void of my
mind
my heart
in the nooks and
corner
of my body
between the
cavities
and in my veins!
Words are floating
in the spaces
around me
in my studio
between the stacked canvases
in the balcony
between the pots
in the kitchen
between the bottled spices
and even in my car
between the seats!
Words are floating
every where!
I feel them
see them
meet them
every where!
Constantly
talking to me
sometimes
telling a story
sometimes
weaving a verse
or even a haiku!
Words are floating
like the
monsoon winds
laden with
moisture
ready to come
down
on paper
get immortalized
black on white!
Words these words
are just floating
eluding
the pen
and its ink
scared
to face the world!
Words are floating
like my thoughts
as I wait
for the cloud
burst
to drench
the paper
and along
with it
my soul!
(C) shubhra 10th
July, 2013
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