Drought of Words

Words that would flow seamlessly

Don't come to the mind these days

It so feels like

That there is a drought of words

Though I know what I know

Though I know what to say

But my mind gives away

When it comes to "How to say"

Once there was a time

When words would flow 

As if they were some liquid

As if my thoughts had wings

But off late, all I witnessed

Is drought of words

All my words seem to have vanished

My thoughts had their wings clipped

How do I say my pain

How do I measure someone's gain

All I know is I lost a treasure

For that whom to hold responsible