Unshackled Poem by Mohamed Mustapha

There are days like this,
When the words wouldn't come
When my thoughts don't align,
And my ink wouldn't run

Blank pages lay before me,
With so much left unsaid
As old memories keep calling,
And feelings left unfed

The chains have unshackled,
Old scars must remain
All horses unsaddled,
Lost memory to regain

With words now abundant,
The void starts to fill
No verse made redundant,
My pen bleeding still...