At night when I lie in my bed,
These words appear inside my head.
Without thinking I just seem to find,
These words that come into my mind.
Like water seeping from a stone,
They just appear whilst I’m alone.
Like a river oozing from a spring,
Come words about the slightest thing.
They pick up pace, and very soon,
Become a torrent in the first Monsoon.
The river soon becomes a sea,
And I drown, in words of ecstasy .
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