The Moment I Sit Down To Write

The very moment I sit down to write,

my mind goes blank.

Yes true, let me be frank.

Always flooded with thoughts indefinite,

but, that peaceful moment in obtained in a minute.

When my notions converge on a single topic,

over and over, I ruminate on it, with better logic

 

The very moment I sit down to write,

I very often get muddled,

Yes, its not easy, I get puzzled.

Multiple ideas drain in and out my nous.

The pattern, words, theme, the cerebration, goes on continuous.

And once the choice is done,

In no time I’m in the words of fun

 

The very moment i sit down to write,

I’m drowned in the world of fantasy ,

and yes, it makes my work much more easy.

I script what comes in my mind.

Once I begin, dont pause , ever look behind.

I accomplish my purpose more easy on papers,

Perplexed if replaced, there will surely be a blooper.

 

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