Poem 311 : Death Of A Filler

 Death Of A Filler

                               - T ABRAHAM

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The blabbering noise unheard,

Shivering words have no work,

A scribble and wobble troubles,

Being rough and raw for a struggle,

Insane giggles and sounds to hear,

Heavy breath is not a heavenly bliss,

Stammering tongues getting twisted,

Stuck up with abundant thoughts,

Turning the keys to unlock the best,

Clearing away the traumatic ones,

No more trauma and drama to play,

Blissful life becoming a molding clay,

Unmold and remold as per your need,

Removing the weak stutter to succeed.