Inspiration
I am sitting at my desk
Looking for a bright idea.
I look at the empty paper
Waiting for a poem for the galleria.
I waited for the right time
When I was in the mood to write.
But now I wait for inspiration
To let my imagination take a flight.
I mess my hair frustrated
As I rack my brain for inspiration.
I think back on the words of poets
Then I hit a realization.
Everyone has always said
Inspiration is all around.
What your surroundings offer
Will leave you astound.
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