A Blank Title



This poem just came to me

With a blank title

That cannot be seen or displayed

But doesn’t mean

I can’t write it up anyway

The words are in my head

Just waiting to share and be read

As the words start to flow

And when this is complete

A full poem will show

Sourced by the pen

From beginning to end

Now a blank paper filled with

Words and lines

That was written in no time

Another piece to call mine

And my very own

As I express myself through poetry

And could never go wrong

Writing through this destiny

As I finish another piece

Because as soon as the words

Come to me

I immediately

Started to write

Awake at night under a dim light

With another one present

But not meant to rival

Still indicating my essence

Even though it’s a blank title


Where writing comes alive

Writings By MCM