The instant I sit down to write, I detach from the world, and my heart glides like a kite,
Infinite thoughts which lay suppressed in my tiny mind, close and tight,
Start exploding to express themselves with all might,
Creating traffic jams of ideas and generating chaos in my sight.
Words keep hopping erratically and haphazardly,
My imagination scopes the peak frantically,
I visualize moon to be my friend whom I speak fearlessly,
And stars illuminate my night, blinking smilingly.
Though I am timid and effortlessly venerable,
But in my imagination, I become daring and irrevocable,
I combat valiantly like the queen of Jhansi, battling pleasurably,
Over my feelings and fancies inevitable.
Nature also plays an influential role in inspiring me,
The sky banquets wide filled with love and painted red,
The land meets the sky far away from the horizon,
Like their fusion is unavoidable in the far end.
The river flows efficiently, smiling at my jocularity,
Why should fish always swim, let them hover,
Why should flowers always smile, let them philander,
Let the bees and butterflies be their acquitted prey hunted.
Everything appears so enchanted when I sit to write,
Everything articulated alleviates the heart with a sustaining smile,
My thoughts, my fancies, and my pen,
Are the utmost blessings which prompt my world to shine.
