I’m Writing. 

I haven’t written anything good since a long time. It’s hard deciding too, whether I have lost all inspiration or need some more. No ideas, a blank head, it is making me insane. A puddle of thoughts and some thought pebbles to disturb the pool would be nice, my mind writes better when it is agitated. My poetry comes out as real experience changes me. I am genuine and work with instinct. Let me write.