I
try
to open
the mind's door
and peek through stagnant ideas
with all my might trying to activate them
letting them flow freely without a hiccup, without a full-stop, onto the blog
how the hustle-bustle of life had paid a toll on my writing, tying me up from keeping
updates, denying my passion
I am so trapped in the world of "busy-ness", with limited hours
grasping the moment though work grows into mountains
but for the fuel of life
precious rice bowl
vital need
sustaining
life
balqis
April20'12