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Cravings of the Silent Soul
Sometimes my soul craves to write all her pain,
But she doesn't get the right words to describe it.
Sometimes writer's block stops her,
Sometimes her own pain stops her,
Because she knows her tears will wash away every drop of ink.
She suffers,
Suffers in silence.
Sometimes she wants to say everything to someone,
But again her trust issues stop her.
She also gets anxious, but
her guards stop her from showing it to anyone.
Yes, my soul craves for writing, but sometimes her words, her expertise in playing with words fails...
And she just craves, craves, and craves!
©Nainika
But she doesn't get the right words to describe it.
Sometimes writer's block stops her,
Sometimes her own pain stops her,
Because she knows her tears will wash away every drop of ink.
She suffers,
Suffers in silence.
Sometimes she wants to say everything to someone,
But again her trust issues stop her.
She also gets anxious, but
her guards stop her from showing it to anyone.
Yes, my soul craves for writing, but sometimes her words, her expertise in playing with words fails...
And she just craves, craves, and craves!
©Nainika
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