half-written spilled thoughts

scribbling on a paper
inked with the first couplets
tapered ends, plain lines
my words ran dry
like a drought in the desert
the lines faint
ending abruptly
leaving a void
my pen stands still after a while
emotions run wild
yet my words confine
blanks give
space for thoughts
for the fire within me
is still unwrought
to concoct
the emotions unwritten
maybe
I will leave it half written
my emotions run wild
yet my words confine!

 

 

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