Writing labyrinth

Lost in a rainbow labyrinth,

Searching for unwritten myth.

Colors change as feelings grow

After every written word,

Each new step – another shade,

There’s no way out and no escape.

Every letter – a coiling snake,

Bringing life and bringing death…

Poison and priceless cure –

Freedom of writing is pure.

Lost in the labyrinth, locked in the cage –

Mind of a writer always creates.

Nothing can take its freedom

And stories yet to be written…

2015-04-26 18.25.06


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Cris
    Aug 20, 2015 @ 17:04:29

    “Each new step – Another shade.” Loved the analogies of such deepen words. It’s portraying, there’s always a day–a step–a very new shade of creativity that has potential to be dappled ‘pon the pavements of hearts… in the pursuit of such literary articulation of delights. Means, there’s always a new day to be shown/arisen. Great poetry.

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