Well,this is my first poem and it's titled START

It first started with a notion conceived,
But then you began to feel relieved,
Only you knew what could be done with the bait,
But then you decided it could wait,
You said, OH!!!It could be done tomorrow
But then tomorrow, you did not find the right inspiration,
To quench your desperation,
Your tomorrow turned into a week,a week into a month,a month into a year,
Then you thought the notion might have been lost through fear,
But it was still buried deep down inside of you, waiting to be revved back to life,
And that could even make you thrive,
But then again, you went back to your normal routine with restoration,
All because you didn't put the gear to motion