March 10, 2017

on creativity

a thought
dazzling
blinded me
one rushed
afternoon
school-run.
i had
a pen
a mobile
i didn’t use
both
so sure
it would
shine
bright
for hours
and days.
up
and down
that road
i walk
now
searching
seeking
the story,
that ray
of hope
that
inevitably
is lost
to me,
again.

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