A Possible Story.

A possible story,

In the mind of an author,

Is like a wriggling worm,

In the stomach of an otter.

It comes,

It bites,

Till the time it rests,

It won’t stop to be in a fight.

That’s how stories are.

Creeping around your brain,

Making you think,

And then comes the introspection.

Oh my lord!

Isn’t it better to simply have a cool 😎,

Ice cream?

But guess not.

An author is an author,

And stories are what which make the,

Human kind.

Adios!