Thoughts Poem by Caleb Ampadu

Inside the library,

A placid place to be.

An ethereal moment

In it's poetic imagination.

Some people might feel like

A boat leaking and

Bobbing into luxury,

But when starting to read,

Suddenly feels nostalgic.

Like petals we eventually fall,

For books especially in a

Climax like, and suddenly

Feels basorexious with

The plot twist of the story.

Ideas could slip through

You like water,

It kinda flashes back to your

Brain with thousand

Million memories fading,

Like the people on a photograph.

It may be rumbled sometimes,

But I can't help it.

My thoughts are stars I cannot

Fathom into constellations.