What do i write today
My mind refuses to think
Midnight is upon me
My eyes dont catch a wink

Should i write about demons and ogres?
Or about brave knights and kings
Think o lil head of mine
Imagination - take flight with your wings

So i thought and thought
And thought for a longish time
But nothing made much sense
And it just would not rhyme

So in utter frustration
closed my eyes to sleep
I couldnt think of a single line
The poet in me ready to weep

And Then it struck me
The lines came pouring fast
So here it is what you are reading
The poem about nothing ready at last!!