Words come out at times
Spilling for days and days on
On others you struggle to say a word
To think about it
To write words you wish to make sense by
Things do pile up
But a big pile leads to a high flight
So don't give up under pressure
But raise high after it is lifted
The list seems to get longer and longer
Look back at it what do you need to do
We all go and walk through stress
So don't go weak
You are not bound to a nest
Nor a road
Or map
So don't feel bound to a list
YOU ARE READING
April
PoetryApril meaning Open by name And by these poems, I wish to be open to the month Cover by @MiaBookNerd -------------------------------------------------- Update from September about the NaPo challenge: I didn't think of giving these poems titles I bas...
