What to Jot Down
What do I jot
down on the diary,
in which , I am
scribbling without end?
I think of something… um…
But no! That ain’t good enough!
Oh! my brain
Why don’t you think of something for me,
To write down,on these blank pages
With my blue inked ,pink pen!
There is nothing coming to my mind
I start imagining of
malicious forests,
Soaring kites, pillows, willows….
Finally turning back to square one with a big cross
ink smash!
My brains haven’t had
Enough of a feast.
It has been munched up
By something
terrible!
Something stupid!
Work for me,Mr.Brain,
For I am your owner
Talk to me ;
Converse, converse, converse
And finally ,
There is something
worthy
I can boast about
Alas! I’ve
written down
Something on this
Otherwise blank paper;
I know why it had been cross with me.
Well I know why it was reluctant to my pleas.
For in me ,my brain is the owner
And me – its
acting tool!
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