A waiting poem

Aditi Anvita

A poem whacking at the cryptic arched entrance,
Probably, been procrastinating for a long time,
I crave momentous ideas to greet them in,
Exhilarating thoughts to stitch promising lines,
Commence threading words with intellect
To welcome original exquisite composition,
Speculate, explore, scribble and erase,
So, heading through lots of clutter,
On the blank undone stimulating sheet,
Seek my soul to compose a competent piece,
Spend moments and discover a free verse,
Recent visitors delighted my melancholic home,
At the most accidental satisfactory instant,
Now, we gossip together as readers examine.


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