Pages Unturned

Yet there are pages unturned

so perfectly clean as a plain slate

Fulfilled dreams brim at hours

bringing happiness to cherish -

bubbling spirits rise high

to wander along untouched sky

White blank pages online or offline

mock at me with a twinkle -  

so hungry for colorful words

it reminds once again -

still there are paths untrodden

to walk my grey cells for a treat

Is it fair to get mocked at odd hours

disrupting my deep sleep -

Peace, peace, peace

I realize now, the time has come

to let my creative juice flow

to fill those words hungry pages 

and show the world who am I.