Is This It? | Masrurah Hanafi

Sitting with my pen and book
Thinking aloud all alone in my room

Pacing around looking for words to rhyme
Not really inspired wondering why

Biting my fingers really tensed
Wondering when all these will end

Imagining, searching for an inspiration
Knowing my creation will come from my imagination

Trying really hard to put something down
An idea comes to my head and then I think wow!

Excited I sit down to write
But it vanishes, ideas, is this right?

I think harder again
This time it was successful which I gain

But coming to an end I stop thinking
Saying out loud, is this it?

Poet's note: Sometimes we write because we are inspired, sometimes we feel like writing but the inspiration isn't there. I wrote this poem because of the situation I was in that day, I felt like writing but wasn't inspired and I once heard that some poems come from what you are doing and your present situation.