Yesterday I wanted to write it,
But I could not see it clearly,
As the way was dark and gloomy,
So I could not depict it,
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Our pen flows swiftly when our day is bright and sparkling. A well crafted and conveyed poem.
This is exactly how I feel about writing poetry! Some days the rhythms and rhymes just come so easy... and other days not at all! Well written! A bright day makes a poetic difference!