By Shayaan Khusro
Spent hours sitting at the desk with my diary,
Yet its pages remain as blank as the day I bought it.
Went to the balcony out of boredom
But between the shifting blues of the skies
And the streets going from lively to quiet,
I suddenly had a lot to write about.
Published in Unwind Volume 5 by The Quill House. Available on https://amzn.eu/d/1LDTYUp