spilled ink

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I started my poem by saying hi

I really cant find a reason why

maybe im struggling to find my words

and now i feel like being verbose

I cant say where my pen is going

It has no direction, it just keep on writing

words by words that means nothing

words that for me is really something

I should know where to lead this poem

but I cant think of a subject to make it long.

My idle mind is looking for words,

words and letters that make me feel worse.

every letter i just wrote

words pop in my mind and feel like a dope.

i dont know if this is poetry,

maybe i should maintain my anonymity.

I am not telling that I am ashame,

for what i have done, i just did not aim

to be good in this for i knew

that i am myself and this was NEWS

so I decided to keep it in myself

for i dont want to reveal for everyone else

who i am and what i feel

cuz you wont understand and its unclear

This stanza stands for the ending

of every word that I wrote from the beginning

I feel a little bit light at heart

coz i did pour my thoughts with all my might...

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