Writer's Block

My feet kisses the earth gently
I stand stationary -
East wind blows the horns
The ground danced to the tune.

Something is trying to escape
A hard steel from beneath
I should have taken a step
But the veins were enthralled by fear.

A massive wall uprooted
The blocks glared down at me
I felt so small and weaker
It roared a haughty voice, I see.

As I stare to the empty space
I pondered more and more
I hear a flute of praise
Left and right - I can see no door.

I realize where the sound came
It is there on that place
A heavenly land I always visit
Which this wall sealed.

Voices and thunderous musics -
I hear them all
As if bubbles, I want to catch them
And ink them down.

Now, no words enter the brain
No emotions to share
Thoughts and ideas are chained
Separated from the realm of pen.

Author's Note

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