Staring in space, mind drawing a blank.
Eyes knitted, face sprouting a frown.
Ground littered with paper planes
The bed a complete mess.
A book on my face.
A sigh let out.
Once again
getting
bored
YOU ARE READING
Short Shots !!
PoetryThere are times when I have those brief moments of 'Clarity' and the words just flow from the pen onto the paper. A collections of short writes. Could be just a thought or poetry. One might stumble upon a prose as well.
