A Waiting Poem

A poem whacking at 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 blank undone stimulating sheet, Seek my soul to compose competent piece, Spend moments and discover a free verse, Recent visitor delighted my melancholic home, At the most accidental satisfactory instant, Now, we gossiping together as readers examine.