Part of you is at war with your own vehemence, And another one lies in the backyard breathless, Conflicting with thy own self, Contemplating which side to sway, When it's too late to realise Both of it seems evenly unreal You come to a supposition To let the surrounding play, Let you get your way But it is the spiral that never ends For all things said and done, Still seeking out for the fire that begun All the matters of vigilant significance, To find out it's the thoughts that come and stay And make a home inside the head ~ Sasa For those who don't know what NaPoWriMo is, it's National Poetry Writing Month. This month is April for every year and for 30 days straight, new poem is to be written. You needn't worry about writer's block either, because you get prompts for writing your poem everyday on the website: www.napowrimo.net. I know I'm a little late for the first day but finally I came up with the decision to restart this blog page. So many things h...