
There is a flurry of activity all around me
While I am alone in a corner, typing away on my device furiously
I need to seize this moment, I feel inspired right now
I have to pen down my thoughts, as long as inspiration allows..
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Prolonged periods of writer’s block I often face
But sometimes, regardless of the time and place
Inspiration strikes me, often taking me by surprise
Providing me with a short window to act on- I’ve realized
That the burst of inspiration does not really last
It implores me to leave everything else and act fast
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Writing is solitary and unpredictable, and I never know
How effortlessly my thoughts on paper would flow
Here I am, in the midst of a bustling tourist spot
Oblivious of the crowds, focused on my thoughts
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I am propelled by an urgency to write a verse
Right now that is my focus in this universe
