Word sketcher
In waiting rooms
And stalls
Incomplete thoughts
Writings unresolved
Bits and pieces
In boxes
He hoards
Parts and pieces
Of his very core
Inspired thoughts
That found no rhyme
Lovers lost
Between scribbles
And lines
Perhaps someday
He'll write his book
With incomplete sentences
That have no hooks
Or passionate themes
Of romantic dreams
That run amok
When the telephone rings
And so another lost thought
Of the sketchers get boxed...
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
Word sketcher
In waiting rooms
And stalls
Incomplete thoughts
Writings unresolved
Bits and pieces
In boxes
He hoards
Parts and pieces
Of his very core
Inspired thoughts
That found no rhyme
Lovers lost
Between scribbles
And lines
Perhaps someday
He'll write his book
With incomplete sentences
That have no hooks
Or passionate themes
Of romantic dreams
That run amok
When the telephone rings
And so another lost thought
Of the sketchers get boxed...
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