The Poems I Never Wrote
So many have disappeared,
Without any parchment or ink,
this talent frozen in time.
As my mind wonders,
I fret and ponder.
Clasping my head all night,
with my mind spinning,
should I write this poem or not?
Lost in this world of imagination,
With my eyes dimming unable to create.
Then I wrote this poem within my thoughts,
that I never wrote that night.
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