830. The Joy of Being Nothing…

In one bag, my half done embroidery works,

In another, the chart papers, painting brushes and colours,

They all lie in one corner, there..!!

In WordPress house, some half done pending drafts,

Some papers yet to compile, while files await on the table,

There, they lie, blank, all..!!

The stapler, the punching machine, stationaries scattered,

the ink eraser, the glue, pen lay open, the open marker..

They all lie there..!!

Sometimes, it’s ok, not to be too much ok, to unwind your care..

At times, it’s ok, if everything, not in perfect order..

Come on, let’s us all lie down there..!!

Let’s learn to relax, to go blank, just lying beside them, there..

Till we try being inanimate, won’t feel their joy of being nothing..

without being one among them, there..!!

………………………………………✍🏼💕

Does this make any sense, World..?? 🤪🙈🤭😂

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828. Poetry Blocked…

Mind locked…

pen chokes,

Paper stares…

eyes closed,

Verses clog…

images drown,

Words wait…

to clear the knots,

There, it’s found…

a massive block…

in my poetic Heart..!!

………………….✍🏼💕

P. S – Writer’s Block, redefined.. 😉🤭

809. Not too near.. 😉😄

Never go too near..

if you really love,

someone really dear..!!

.

Anything or anyone..

which or who attracts us strong,

nothing else, but Maya..

the mishaps, in disguise..!!

..

Teaches Life..

all the glitters and shines,

the ones who often misguides..

maintaining safe distance,

keeps our sanity alive..!!

…………………………✍🏼💕

😁😁😉😉

769. A mind boggling blogger.. 😜🤭

‘Never ever thought,

I have so much to say..

so much to speak up..

so much to express.

too many nightmares..

too much for my nights..

so many anxieties crowding..

all, boggling in my mind.

never ever expected,

myself to move so much, so fast..

so many thoughts, suppressed..

that, one day, I started..

to blog on her site.’

Reading this awful post..

I asked my pen, “what’s this..??”

It replied to me, blushing..

“Of course, terribly something..

to give your followers a reason..

to celebrate their reading, in..

a perfect Halloween season..!!”

…………………………………✍🏼💕

😜🤭🙈😂😂😂

733. The Talking Writer..

Some write.. For money,

Some write.. To pass their time,

Some write.. As their hobby,

Some write.. For their passion,

To express their suppressed mind..

This Typewriter, here..

Cannot think, can’t even hold a pen..

Forget money, nor its pastime..

Neither its hobby..

Nor has any passion to write,

It just knows, to speak my mind..

it knows both, to talk and type..

Whatever the Thoughtsmith dictates..

It just knows to talk and type..

And that too, both, at the same time..!!

……………………………….✍🏼💕

725. Straight from the heart…

The worst way to insult..

The emotional aspect of a blog,

Within seconds, ten posts, ‘Liked’,

Just to get back one, or get noticed.,

Without reading it right..!!

.

The best way to honour..

The thoughts, efforts of a blogger,

It’s better to leave it, as it is..

Not to read, if not having the time,

Not to ‘Follow’, if you don’t like..!!

..

Please don’t fake, no need to comment,

The blogs may not complain..

But they silently get to know,

Who genuinely reads..

Who takes out time to do so..!!

…

Even this post will be ‘Liked’..

Without reading it till the last,

Without knowing, it’s about them..

Thus missing the golden chance..

To thank me and my silly heart..

Won’t that be the funniest part ??

………………………………..✍🏼💕

Felt like sharing something for leg-pulling and to laugh out loud altogether here..!!

😜😜🙈🙈😂😂🤭

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