Inspiration Poem by Humerous Outlaw

A zeal to pluck the stars

and touch the sky

Follow the icon you love

Insist you to fly high.


I remember the time

when I thought to have

a dream to own

just as a naive


Gone are the days

when you start up from new

take it from where the others left

is what advised by a few


Messed up with the idea

Dodged it for time

nothing happened until when

I perceived the chime


Foraged that one thing

which stimulate me to go

say “This is what I wanted”

started with the flow


Still something inside me

left me empty and hound

where does that one thing lags

from were should I found?


Then I understood whats lags behind

I called it regression

conjure by the mind

there he comes and said I lack temptation

only one thing can change my life

and that's called 'Inspiration'.