Lost Pen
How I wish I could still feel the burning passion I had once
Whenever I'm holding my pen
and releasing my thoughts into words
That many of you can comprehend
How I wish to feel giddy
Whenever I see the application that's called Watty
How I wish to love what I used to love
and put back my soul to the thin and long piece of stationary
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Thoughts
PoetryON-GOING Compilation of the poems I wrote. Started writing : July 4, 2020 Finished writing :
