I am obsessed with writing notes on a table napkin,<\/p>\n
But never a poem was written except, a sweet note of inspiration.<\/p>\n
it wasn’t even properly compose in a correct grammar or even rephrase<\/p>\n
Inside the dark pocket, waiting to unveil the beauty of prose.<\/p>\n
I battled procrastination, the reason why I kept a journal.<\/p>\n
A \u00a0reminder, that I need to keep on writing.<\/p>\n
Seating quietly \u00a0for hours on my desk and suddenly I switched \u00a0to reading a book instead.<\/p>\n
I was told to set a goal but, my brain doesn’t cooperate.<\/p>\n
Had I not been procrastinating, I should have done, what I have done.<\/p>\n
Perhaps, a published book of poetry or a short novel,<\/p>\n
But, the last paragraph, caught me hanging.<\/p>\n
i can’t even weave words to end the last paragraph of my plot<\/p>\n
Can’t even invent a story to put a tragic ending to my novel.<\/p>\n
Thinking my imbalance hormones affect my sincere intention to write<\/p>\n
And set aside my goal instead.<\/p>\n
When my mood change,<\/p>\n
The journal I bought, contained doodles of flowers and hearts.<\/p>\n
Maybe, the poems and the story that I need to write,<\/p>\n
Must be kept inside my heart because,<\/p>\n
The words that I have are seared with scars and<\/p>\n
Only blotches of ink from tears will be visible,<\/p>\n
To the naked eyes of the reader<\/p>\n
Because, I\u00a0was badly hurt.<\/p>\n
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