Writer's Block

 Sheets of paper, scattered thoughts, 

Crumbled pages and ink blots, 

Blankly, I stare at the walls that surround me, 

Looking for some inspiration around 

The whirling fan, the swaying bulb, 

The water bottle or the mango pulp, 

Anything that gives my mind a ripple, 

Allows me to muse or scribble.

But the blank pages look back at me in shock 

Here I am again, in a writer's block.

~ Suranya