I'm laying in the dark
Not figuratively but literally
While outside not a single dog barks
Wondering where the words went
Selling words like slaves
All bound in chains
While I need to be paid
Literary freedom is stayed
Testing intelligence with stupidity
Avoiding expressions of creativity
To gain points of authority
And a certificate of authenticity
Is it still writer's block?
Not enough words on the clock
Up to this what do I chalk?
While my muse it mocks
At the end the only respite
Is leaving my desk out of sight
When I finally lay down and sigh
Wrapped in the darkness of the night.
(C) Rahul Chidambaran 2016
Not figuratively but literally
While outside not a single dog barks
Wondering where the words went
Selling words like slaves
All bound in chains
While I need to be paid
Literary freedom is stayed
Testing intelligence with stupidity
Avoiding expressions of creativity
To gain points of authority
And a certificate of authenticity
Is it still writer's block?
Not enough words on the clock
Up to this what do I chalk?
While my muse it mocks
At the end the only respite
Is leaving my desk out of sight
When I finally lay down and sigh
Wrapped in the darkness of the night.
(C) Rahul Chidambaran 2016
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