Thinking
Written by Chloe Wong
I sat on my seat,
Pen in hand,
Thinking.
My Task?
You ask,
Was to write a poem
I sat on my seat,
Pen in hand,
Thinking.
I needed inspiration,
Something that was
Excellent, emotional, euphoric
I sat on my seat,
Pen in hand,
Thinking.
I wanted something that was amazing as the northern lights.
As interesting as watching a timelapse of the sunrise
I sat on my seat,
Pen in hand,
Thinking.
The deadline was close,
So I thought of this poem,
And started writing.