UNTITLED
It's nice to be able to write again. I haven't done this for so long and I really know that there's something in me everytime I do this. Right now I don't know what is it but I'm sure, in time, I'll figure it out.   I'm here again  Writing with this pen  Though it's not my intention  To assess this emotion.   God knows that when I write  It's either black or white  Maybe rainy or sunny  Stable or tipsy.   Yes there are reasons  For my emotions or decisions  Something's saying something  The question is, "What's the meaning?"  
 
