#NapoWrimo2025
#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour
#Day7
How A Poem is Born
It starts with a moment
that catches you unaware.
It then envelops you, your heart your being,
And slowly seeps into
a song that you played
the last time you felt that way.
It soaks up its sweetness
And places it on a page,
neatly placed in straight lines.
Sometimes, it’s just joy;
Sometimes, a bittersweet ache-
a reminder of something gone.
When the night slips away,
it leaves behind a trail –
a tiny bit of your heart,
laid bare for
the world to read.
Image : Eric Nopanen (Unsplash)
