Comments about Nabil Khan
A Call For Inspiration
A puzzled writer wandering in the corridor of his mind,
basking in his experience,
looking for a thread of inspitation.
Searching the books of memories,
no archive left unseen,
leaving no stone unturned,
growing impatience; a shortage of words.
A small light; bizzare sparks of the mind,
excessive despiration, an urgent need for,
a shameful smile hides the increasing belief,
of the inability to imagine and present.
I leave you with one question..
With the coat and scarf's warm security,
he begins to wander the lonley streets for an ...