It is a spontaneous overflow of poetic expressions.

Poetry

I Am A Stone

Mind is restless.

Confusion keeps me locked

my thoughts are blocked

my mind is cloaked

my heart is rocked

my voice is choked

I stare at the stone

well, I myself am a stone.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood