'Propose A Title'

By Vrinda

Sitting at my home on a stuffy windy day,

wanting to do something glorious and found a way; Decided to write a story my faith hold true,

about the beautiful bird or the magical shoe; Spent two hours thinking up of story's theme and name, now I was in despair and ashamed; Then I thought what to do, Wade in thee girl and do something new; An epiphany I got of the poems I wrote long ago, Unwillingly those felt sad, were they really that bad?

now it's time to flow and show, I am not a slack though; without improving myself I gave now it being the time to brace up; brace up my will, poems are not easy to write so drossy to stay still; I thought something, I wrote something,

I hope there is nothing that I really do miss,

just wrote that was going on my mind,

and ended up writing this, where at the beginning I was lacking any clue, now this is what you call something tried and true!

By Vrinda