True and Tried
A feeling is rising within
An urge to write something big
Humongous breath,a sigh,a thing
Darkness turns to light in a blink.
Words flow first,refreshingly new
Writer’s delight when thought is true
Technology has been changed
Now,the pencil is replaced.
The heart remains the same
The head is compromised by fame
The feeling and the urge are satisfied
The poem finds it’s name, True and Tried.