Stumped- Feb 8th
The whiteness of the page
taunting me with its emptiness
I strive to colour it with
letters, words, phrases
The page is no longer empty for sure,
But now its shallowness
persists on mocking me...
The whiteness of the page
taunting me with its emptiness
I strive to colour it with
letters, words, phrases
The page is no longer empty for sure,
But now its shallowness
persists on mocking me...
3 comments:
nay, there is no shallowness in words and phrases that came from the heart.
Thank you Arunima, but finding words sometimes seems such a chore...and yet I want to...
Hey Ardra,
You are still doing it. I am too lazy to attempt.
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