Sometimes my thoughts go dry.
I write not anything for days.
A momentum picks up for a while
then dies down in an unnatural style.
I write a few poems in the duration
celebrating certain occasions.
My pen loses its power.
I turn pensive under a cover.
So go my days all the more.
I gaze for long from the shore.
Meenas Poems 
2 replies on “From The Shore.”
I could connect to this poem. Plating your emotions on paper and after a certain phase, seeing your emotions go dry. Happens with so many of us.
Thanks.