Suprabhat with Agnishatdal 31.10.17

My muse

my muse is naughty
my muse is moody
sometimes she is too much for me
she runs away when I seek her
or settles down in the opposite corner
of where I stand imploring her
she plays with her hair
she plays with her dress
but not a single word
comes out of her lips
and when I put down the pen
get up and walk away
she comes running, tugging my sleeve.

encourage the artist:


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