writing a poetry

writing a poetry

whenever my mind plays with my thoughts
A stream of ideas floats away
I want to write a poetry, Oh i forgot
no matter its night or day
But, fingers they can never catch my words
I have to search them again
words are mine but writing is not
its a poetry or a thought
before I forget, let me  remember again

what ideas were brought

from my inner self
my secret wish
My loving heart
or crazy list
search and search my mind gets sore
one day there is no blog anymore

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