The waste time ( a nonsense poem)




 Some uncomposed thought

Came in mind 

Which scribble brought.

I sat like nothing 

 tried to and cloud caught.


Colour pens helped me a lot.

I released myself 

But tried a bird and caught.

It was impossible 

But I hard faught and faught .


Hasty thoughts to compose myself 

Deep in the mind delve 

Digging soil, digging coil

Leaving cold water to boil.


 To bring something bright 

Looking towards sky

To catch a kite.

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