Drip, drip, drip in the reservoir of my mind
Scratch, scratch, scratch on the walls of my consciousness
Now you see it now you don’t playing hide and seek
Within grasp cannot catch, why it’s so elusive?
Run, run, run after it and fast
Maybe still there just around the corner waiting to surprise
Almost have the taste feeling the presence but nowhere in sight
Like the wind teasing the brain better to give up?
Oh, so near yet so far like a distant___ star?
Skip, skip, skip into nothingness resign, resign, resign…
image: sakura5192 & nexxD
MY OWN PRIVATE IDAHO 
Stories and poems are trying to get out of your head. Excellent!
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If only this bursting headache will go away so I can write properly. I suffered two weeks of flu and thought I was cured. First time I dared to venture outside and here I am sick again.
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Oh no, I’m sorry to hear that. I have always heard that bed rest is the best. Are you getting enough rest?
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With this poetry class and real life? hmmm… take a guess 🙂 Thanks for asking, appreciate the concern.
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They will be offering the Poetry class again in the future. Your health is the most important.
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Tempting idea. But then again it’s only five more days. I’ll see what tomorrow will bring.
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Okay, five more days isn’t bad.
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Great poem!Sure hope you feel better soon! The flu is rough I know!
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I don’t know what’s wrong with kinds of flu these days. Seem they’re from another planet and immune to antibiotics. It feels like there is something evil inside me and slowly corrupting my body, eating it from the inside. It makes my sinusitis unbearable. Thanks for coming and reading my piece.
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Some people seem to know their muse even the gender like they know them in person. I don’t think I do, do you? X
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My muse is life itself, so it varies tremendously
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awe well that is greawt that you know that x
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I don’t have any other choice. How about you? I guess it’s your family mostly.
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you know i really dont know. I was thinking about it today whilst meditating, yup i got distracted lol. I was going to focus the chalenge i host on muses today but decided to change my mind and focus on street life instead. This way gives me more time to thnk about it so i have something to offer when I do. Many people talk about their muses as if they are some fictional character, I am at a loss as to what it is for me x
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What inspire you to write time and time again?
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I don’t know it just comes out of my head, sometimes it might be from memories you know? Or it might be fantasy, just my imagination? x
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Sounds familiar. Anyway, when you find out, let me know. If you wish of course.
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of course I will and thank you for chatting xx
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Well I felt exactly the same at the start of the day with today’s poetry tasks! Could feel all of that. 😀 https://reachoutrichabadola.wordpress.com/2015/02/23/balladanaphoraepistrophe-herovillain-the-human-song/
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Good you can relate. I think most of us can. It’s hard to be inspired sometimes when time is so limited and most of it goes to the real life we have to lead like it or not.
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