Writer’s Block

Hooded man lurks stealthily with blood stained knife

The Cheshire cat keeps close to the baker’s wife

The jeweled crown is stolen from the safe

And the guarded mafia is suddenly unsafe

The dead land’s engulfed with crop circles strange

And a tryst with death is too close to abate

But man rises from rubble to riches

And saints led across fire become witches

He’s noticed her, but no, perhaps?

She’s lost in a maze, and needs life’s maps.

Odysseys started but stopped midway

Are words in my mind, are words in my mind.




About meenavid

Pensive thinker. Jumping bean. Loud thoughts. Loudmouth. Extreme. Ordinary. Twenty and something but what the heck, still a kid. Make a happy mess everywhere- or not. Indecisive. You see? Sigh.

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