Lekhny composition -13-Jan-2023

Satyam Tiwari

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Lekhny composition -13-Jan-2023

Moment

The emotional river flowing in my mind , gives engine to thought train.

The train runs in a moment my pen jots down all and paints the picture on the plain paper.

Sometimes messy with bizzare words all over the page.

Sometimes making my art of words as genius as of piccaso paintings.

Words dancing and changing shapes on their own making plain into a sight seeing.

This moment makes me tap my shoulder irrespective of the awkward drawing.

When I don't create I became the cat and hide under a bed.

The normal conversation becomes ghost for me and anxiety alarms blows loud.

I loose myself in the panic , terrible I am terrible echoes all inside me.

I run run from the chasing truck and finally comes under the heavy load.

Sweating blood on my face and people asking what happened.

Pen and paper don't bite me and is beyond the expectations beauty.

Human resources, people are alien to me still , and pen my only solace on the rocky

Terrain of life where I don't slip whereas in sunlight of of life I regularly trip down.

When I create I loose myself and become my art and craft that shines on me a light.

My proud moment that last like a fog I feel proud and alive and enjoy till it last.

When I don't hold pen I became a mess that doesn't want to come out of den and face life.