Lost the inspiration to write
There is no You to fight
Picking my sword with all the might
Losing patience as I lost my knight
Listening to songs with broken heart lyrics
Talking to people preaching like the clerics
Is it how this life will move?
There is no one with whom I can groove.
A hit is what I should wait for.
An inspiration whom I can learn from.
A delightful nouveau beginning
A feeling of happy ending
A sunlight so bright
Clearing way for what is right.
©Kritika
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Impressive about me is my eagerness to try everything. Self Motivation is a fixed gear of my creativity vehicle provoking me to dance to the tune of optimism. Yoga and books are the two transducers of this victim which have helped to be straightforward and open minded. Improvement is the second gear which is under construction and will always be undergoing changes simultaneously achieving different goals. There are other supporting gears with less of speed more of energy. This is KRITIKA 🙂
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