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This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 58; the fifty-eighth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with ​Saravana Kumar Murugan, the editor of Shades Of Life book series.

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The pages are blank. The white stares back at me, taunting me. Yet I can’t make the words dance in shades of blue like I once used to. The river of thoughts seems to have been stopped. Yet, I don’t remember building a dam. Something blocks it. I ask myself what, but I don’t find an answer. The quest for it seems to dishearten me.

I’m tired. No. Exhausted… of energy, of words. Have I told myself that I’m average so much that I’ve started to believe it is true? I want to find that exhilaration again, that happiness I felt when I wrote. I want to lose myself in the worlds I concoct. They held magic. I never needed a reason to rhyme, a reason to write. I wanted to. That was good enough. When did I begin to think that that wasn’t enough?

What I write, I want it to be meaningful. To me, if not to anyone else. I want it to be special, to bring me hope even when I feel like I’m falling into a bottomless pit.

I want to return to the magic that I know my words hold. I want to return home.

Linking this with #Daily Chatter #UBC Day 30.

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(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason, 30^th October 2016)

Vinay Leo R.

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.