I like to write poems, like everyone else, <br />but what should i call it, is the thought which dwells, <br />in my imbecile inside, who dared to write, <br />but can't give it a title now, am I a hypocrite? <br /> <br />You can call it anything, someone implied, <br />don't waste your time on it, everything is bona fide, <br />but my moron mind was yet not satisfied, <br />it seeked for a catchy title, not something dull and void. <br /> <br />So O reader, do you have something to say, <br />what should I call my poem, I 've wasted my whole day, <br />what? you think this is funny, no way, <br />it is the problem which never goes away. <br /> <br />So my poem has no title yet, and hence no knuckle, <br />it just a bone, without any muscle, <br />Yeah, I am the culprit, and my poem is the bait, <br />so the title of my poem is......, wait!<br /><br />teal sky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-the-title-of-my-poem-is-wait/
