Nothing inspires me more than writing. To be able to carve out thoughts into words is, at times, a frightening experience, but satisfying too as words flow down from the core of the heart to the pen and then arrange themselves to form meaningful expressions on paper in a bid to create an unprecedented impact.
At times, words and feelings need a vent and what better channel can be than one’s own pen. My writing reflects the turmoil within as words come together to lend an everlasting peace.
Saturday, 26 April 2014
The unbearable pain of silent suffering
You burden my heart with sorrow, With the pain hidden in you. Allow me to share your problems, If not relive them with you.
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