Zilch

Blank paper...like wordless mind
No inspiration I can find...No full moon night above
And certainly there is no love
No flowers blooming around
There is no rhythmical sound
No glint in eyes...No sparkling smiles
Tbere is in air, strange emptiness of sorts
There seems to be a recession in thoughts...

Paradox

My life is full of dreams,
Albeit with doubts around
I am the thunder that has no sound...

I am the star that
doesn't always shine
I have no wings
But I dream of flying

I know the way,
But cannot lead...
I am the wave
That wouldn't recede

I believe in destiny
But deny fate
I am the sunshine
That'd never fade

I am fire
I am ice
I am frown
I am smile

And I smile with tear in my eye
I am the truth born as a lie
I am black, I am white
I am winter on a summer night

I am fact...I am fiction
I am my own contradiction.