I Think I wrote a poem
After a very long time
Been a while since I penned my thoughts
And pondered on my whereabouts

A piece of paper is what I needed
And a never-ending flow of thoughts seeded
Where do I Start, Where do I end
Of all the twists and uninteresting bends

Sometimes I fill the spaces
Sometimes I just write my heart out
What have I done here
You could never find out

It was never for me
It was always for them
For the people who waited
Who believed I write for them

I can never forget them
I can’t thank them enough
For tolerating my scribbling
Without calling it a bluff

Again a silly write up
Again an act of condemn
For the confused soul reading this
I think I wrote a poem..