
Sometimes when impatience threatens to overwhelm me
I challenge myself to write, to compose poetry
At first I am too preoccupied to concentrate
But as I try harder, ideas begin to germinate
In my brain, leading to a perceptible shift
In my emotions, my mind begins to drift
From feeling rushed to moving at a slower pace
The virtues of patience I begin to embrace
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To craft a poem, I must make use of all my faculties
Observe keenly, feel deeply, jog old memories
In the midst of chaos, writing a poem serves
As a grounding exercise that soothes my nerves
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In writing a coherent verse, I do not always succeed
Sometimes I leave unfinished lines, sometimes I leave the sheet blank indeed
A poem cannot be written under duress
Therefore my efforts do not always meet with success
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I was feeling impatient today when I decided to write
And for once, writer’s block I had no need to fight

‘I do not always succeed’–yes, you do! You amaze me every day with your words.
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Thank you so much!
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