My voice chocked, to convey my heart, My hand was numb, to hold a pen, But my heart, wanted to open for the first time... My inspirations Conspired against me, held my hand to hold the pen, to bleed the paper and yqcollabs happened... Inspiration came in different ways to me, Be it a person or group of people or movies,songs etc.. But they created a magic and I fell for it,I get inspired everyday by them and this feeling of getting inspired,I just want to relieve this moment and that's the reason for 300+ quotes.... Thanks YourQuote Baba for the poke,I sometimes go through poetic menopause... Thanks YourQuote New Writers Club for this Inspiration column...