Waiting for the world to go by
I hear a distant cry
Unheard, unknown rhapsodies
Lost in sinking parodies.
Oft I wish I could discover
This rhyme that seems to hover
Just outside my realm of thoughts
Like those damn spider bots.
I wish I could trace the sky
And fill this verse with all the lie
That I could muster
Like those stars, that twinkle in clusters
But I cant seem to find,
Few choicest words to bind.
These pitiful thoughts of mine.
So I stand here and bide my time
P.S: One of my friend gave me the first 2 lines for this poem. It was written impromptu within 2-3 min. And this is just that. A silly thing and a rhyme.