BLANK SPACES…

LIMITLESS

I sit amongst many left empty-

Shelved;

Disregarded,

Until a purpose is targeted

A point of destiny leaking on to Me…

The scribbles of TRIUMPH and Tragedy,

a-

Story pouring out with laden emotions once buried;

But NOW..;

It’s as if a flame has taken over gripping fingers with pen in hand scribing future!

DREAMS & VISION…

Penmanship of Hope.

Finally I am in use!

My empty spaces are filled neatly between the assigned space in time…

These words begin to rhyme filling the darkness with flashes of inspiration.

A Page..,

I was empty waiting to be plucked from the mondain.

Wripped from uselessness-

Rescued from this blank emptiness…

I am full!

Read Me…

I am no longer Empty…