This is an artwork created by me which still remains unfinished and also inspired me too write the following piece.
"UNFINISHED"
I tried writing this poem multiple times,
My emotions run wild, but the words confine
Scribblings on paper;
Inked, with the first couplets
Tapered ends, plain lines
Didn’t suit my palette;
It should bewitch,
all readers alike,
The way moon enamors;
the night alight
I tried writing it in the days and the nights,
My emotions run wild, but the words confine
An absolute absurd
attempt at alliteration;
the sense goes haywire
and words entangle;
Like a drought in desert,
my words ran dry
I peeked from the hole,
But they shut the blinds
try reading between the lines,
My emotions run wild, but the words confine
I did half the verse
A long time ago,
Swam in the wind
with the sun kissed glow,
the lines now faint
and turns white,
they end abruptly
and leaves a void
Pen stands still now, after a while,
My emotions run wild, but the words confine
Blanks give, space for thoughts
For the fire within, is still unwrought;
To concoct the emotions unwritten,
Maybe I’ll just leave it half written
I drew the painting with colors and white,
Because my emotions run wild, but the words confine.
