Here I am today
Hands above this piece of paper,
Writing down thoughts that cross
of space, sky and nature.
Just sitting idle,
puzzled about what to do.
There’s plenty on my list though
It’s just I’m missing that spirit which flows.
Having said all this I feel
I can do so much more.
Be the writer, be the artist in me,
Be the one to get the highest score.
No time for sitting idle, anymore
I’ll be the busiest person, one knows
And this time, I’ll get closer to that dream,
of me being the one holding the pot of happiness cream.
-Archie.
