Forgotten Verses
I opened the old drawer, stories long ago hidden
beneath the dust, beyond the debris
A notebook full of eraser marks and hope
an unfinished page still waiting for me
what comes next, I thought as I glanced
poems written that now seem ancient to read
my fears, my wishes, my forgotten dreams
words that once danced with joy and ease
now quietly sitting in the shadow of time
some spoke of plans that don't fit who I am
some told stories of struggles and pain
others were celebrations somehow forgotten
I flipped through the pages
Poems unfinished, Ink slowly fading
A thought halfway started, but never complete
I grabbed my new pen with fire in my heart
When I started to write the glimmer in my eyes once dim
started to grow strong, stronger than it's ever been
Although unfinished verses may always remain
the pen and the paper are calling my name
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