Wednesday, 14 December 2011

on writing

On writing

Search and you’ll find
In the depths of your sorrows, agonies, anguishes.
The way to becoming.

Only a melancholic can make it big
No rhyme or rhythm can ever become a craze lest you are crazy 
You need an experienced heartbreak
A love lost never to return, to make you a renowned.

If your resume doesn’t boast of all this then you better quit 
For a happy peaceful content life doesn’t really fit.     

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