the slaying of my creativity..

When an attempt is being made to slash and burn my creativity, I would definitely make a jump and rise above everybody. I have no more smiles to give. No more stories and jokes to tell. And I am no more in a hurry. I come without telling and I leave without smiling. No more pictures taken of me. I have had enough of memories, and in silence it keeps me busy. No more and nothing to look forward to. I shall be growing trees of heaven full of leaves, flowers and fruits. I only smile when all my trees bear fruits as delicious as fruits in heaven. Allah the Al-Mighty, the Knows All. Allahuakbar.