Friday, August 05, 2011


Sadness might squeeze me,
wring me like an old used cloth,
and force me to shed tears..
And then I would
wring it right back,
and out would come words!!


Gavin said...

When I was in college I could write because I was bitter and full of angst. Since I grew up and got past that I've had to learn to write from a different (happier?) place. Good stuff.

monu said...

For me happiness doesnt always evoke words.. :) i should learn that too...
thanks for your comment

Jeevan said...

I feel sometime deep emotions being greater thoughts. Good one monu.

monu said...

Jeevan, thanks for all the nice comments ..