Me- come near me
Why do you fear
I will write sweet
And will try to be clear
Paper- you liar
You'll draw circles
Until I die in pain
Roll in to ***** and straight
in to drain
Me- No dear friend
I Shall explain love
And soltitude and discuss
pain
Or probably it's easy to write
about rain
Paper- my destiny
Is in your hands
I shall rot in dustbin
Or shine on wall in a golden
frame
Me- muses are resting
At a far away land
Till then bear my friend
If I write anything insane
x
Manisha
Where are you dear muses, come back to me.