Thoughts beaming in hush.
She wrote them with a blush.
What channeled through her pen,
Showered like thunder and rain.
With her, her pen took a dip.
And ideas trailed from its tip.
To express, she never missed a chance.
To her rhythm, the pen would dance.
Words were beautifully laced.
And with every stroke it aced.
From dark nights to dawn
When she rose,a writer was born..!
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Dwells in books. Writing is ultimate bliss.
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