We present to you the first poem in the the diary of an undiscovered writer. Hope you enjoy |×|
TRANSCRIPT - I feel like a tiny dot /
Made with the Agitated hands /
Of a writer/
who was too busy writing words. /
Words with more important meanings to convey. /
Words with complexities to reiterate/

And I lay there splattered/
Unnoticed, Unwanted /
I will probably be a smear/
on his hands by the end of this/

I feel like a tiny dot/
Made with the agitated hands/
Of a writer/
Who was too busy trying to make sense/
Make sense of himself/
Make sense of the half written mess/

And I lay there hanging/
Unworthy, uninvited/
I will probably be the one/
Finally making sense of his mess/
Ending it all/
Once and for all/

I feel like a tiny dot/
Maybe just maybe/
I can become the end of it all.
|×| The diary of an undiscovered writer is exactly what it sounds like full of muse and melting feelings of a writer. Maybe you will find your inspiration here or maybe you will not. Either way a little romanticizing and a little gratefulness in form of carefully crafted words never hurts anyone. If you're into what I do maybe you can follow me on instagram for more scribbles and writeups Follow me on instagram @malikknikita Follow us on our LinkedIn profile https://www.linkedin.com/in/nikita-s-fieldnotes-36b677209 And thank you for stopping by! May you have a marvellous day :)

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