The Notebook Poem by Froilan Jay Guiral

My thoughts are written in the space,
Full of emotions; a deep sigh for release,
The notebook and ink; my own witnesses to behold,
Able to write a rough draft notes; a true to life story.

My pastime; obsession takes into,
A gist; my printed legacy;
Behind this masterpiece; my own diary,
An open book; there’s a lesson behind my story.

A poet; I can share poems on my wall,
My wealth; a way to fulfill on my dream hall,
Wide-ranging armor; I can fight back,
My notebook is my shield; my pen is my sword.

November 13,2013
11: 39pm