Inspiration Is Dead In Me Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Inspiration Is Dead In Me



Inspiration is dead in me
Even though instil you hope,
You go on with your inspiration
Drawing from,
Flying the kites,
Talking with the soul,
Smiling with the flowers
And flying with the butterflies,
But my emotions lie they chilled and frozen,
Cold and dead.

Saturday, January 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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