Sketch book on table
A pen in hand
Sitting on a chair
With a blank mind

I took a pen
Scribbling in my sketch book
Something I am not sure of
Which my mind is not thinking of

Throwing the pen on table
Hands on the head
Reclined in the chair
Trying to think

I could not bring the thoughts on
Yet I kept writing
Things I was unaware of
But it came out just perfect.