Poem of a poet trying poetry
Theta was here, he was glad that he tried poetry for it fills him with the feeling of productivity he found out that he wants to entertain thee idea of entertaining.
I grab a pen and paper to what I think is my last note that is long overdue
I wake up not knowing what to do for I am lost and afraid and overencumbered
For at the time I did not think of the future or the meaning of my existence
Inspiration without a thought how it did it become so how was it brought?
For this manifestation has set me and my life in motion
Each one is different but is still one of my poems
And to entertain others is entertaining to me it seems
Whoever is reading this I have nothing to say but thank you.