Hence I Resign…..
Don’t price my words, like a Scrabble board, I am not a hoard , but simply emotional soul.
I write when I feel , not when you fix me a deal, thats the way I heal .
I will write what I wish ,and strike what is not me.
Care for granting some liberty, my words are not a puppet you swing.
I type my words like a free dancer on the stage ,you restrict my moment and don’t give me my space.
My creativity comes with the flow, not when you are in a mood to glow.
The writer inside me is the pen of my soul. Not always I write for numbers to score.
Hence I resign, as my soul feels declined…..
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What a great poem. I loved your sharp rhyming game.
Thanks Sumit for ur brilliant comments, also following this novice blogger.🤗. Loved going through all your poems, they are just outstanding. I am so glad to discover ur blog today. Keep inspiring .
Beautifully put
Thanks for your motivating comments Pebz