Over a cup of coffee.

I want to write a story,
May be even poetry.

So many thoughts,
Clear my head, I ought.

I need a new perspective.
Lose the habits that are restrictive.

Some new target, I need to set,
Work hard towards a winner’s mindset.

Dreams alone don’t take you too far,
Only flash stars in your eyes from afar.

So what is the deal?
Some one has to get real.

I wanted to write a story
May be even poetry.

Instead I write this rhyme,
A feeble first attempt of mine.

Time to be kind to you,(So I stop)
Sayonara, good-bye, Adieu.