It resembles a recreation.
It creates a distraction.
It releases delicate emotions.
Impatiently the soberity arrives.
Delivering pleasurable tries.
Dispassionate it might appear.
Disproportionate it might send fear.
Disaster it might lay bare.
Digression it might take care.
Writing has become a passion.
Know not for what reason.
Writing has become a fusion.
Embracing all times and seasons.
A few lines a day gives an impetus.
Thoughts lead to words in full tempest.
Words move towards expressions in haste.
Expressions give birth to creation in taste.
That is how the work of art attains its finality
Allowing the audience to a revel in gravity.
Succumbing to the beauty in totality.
Cherishing the masterpiece of creativity.