The Birth Of A Masterpiece

A plain paper awaits for inspiration
Dedication moves a muscle
Forming a shadow of motivation
Ideas engage in a tussle

A first of it's kind
Unique like a mineral titanic to find
The whole audience anticipates
Healers can't even foretell a date

The first letter gives life to a sentence
And a fullstop completes a stanza
The rhymes tingle my tongue
On the third stanza yet to me it is still young

Obey as art is personified
And observe as Thee writer's block is crucified
Definately not a creation but a masterpiece
Granting me to unlock without any keys

It's journey has been repleted
Before I go to bed
I can say...''I am proud''
Confident enough to share it with a crowd