i go crazy over you

i seem to have mental block at times..like now..
cant write, think..or rather..i think..too much of it.
only to get jammed..
not that i am thinking too much of you..
i am only to draw up something.. to conclude, i would say..
i press enter, every time i cant think of something to end..
beginnings are so easy at times..

and then we need that impetus,
to start even the simplest doodle..
songs play in the background..and time..
it flies, sails, and does everything but to wait..

and we go one with the doodles..
last moment sketching..pens and oodles of ink..
coffee.. its such an eye opener
and yet, we cant fill up sheets..
rather, only me...

you think i am wasting my time here..
on the world wide web..
lost..
yes i am... and i need no saviour!!

and i am cynical,frustrated..
a bit prudent..
like all others, of my genre..
or even more than that..

and mind you..dont take this for a poem..
everytime you see..i tend to swoon!!!!