An Ultimate Stop

I hide behind your shadow,
My intellect lies fallow.
Seeds of creativity were sown,
Thereafter art was buried alive.
No pause—

Continuity of a full stop.
Tiredness was not in the picture,
Sadness quit long back,
Left with blankness,
Rings of empty spaces stole the limelight.

©songbriti

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