The Poem I Never Wrote
Theme: Regret, Expression, Lost Dreams
Setting: A quiet night in a dorm room. A single lamp glows dimly beside a window. There's a journal on the table.
Characters:
Ayo – A quiet, reflective young poet
Zara – A friend who always believed in Ayo’s writing
Narrator/Voice – Reads Ayo’s inner thoughts as poetry
SCENE 1
Ayo sits on the edge of a small bed, staring at an open blank journal. He holds a pen but doesn’t write. Zara knocks and walks in slowly.
ZARA:
Still awake? It's past midnight. That page’s still empty?
AYO:
It’s not just a page.
It’s the graveyard of everything I’ve wanted to say but couldn’t.
You always do this. You carry poems in your chest and never let them breathe.
Ayo stays silent.
SCENE 2 – NARRATION (Voice in background):
VOICE (calm, poetic):
> I wrote a poem in my head today
It cried like rain, then dried away
Before the ink could kiss the page
My silence locked it in a cage.
Ayo clenches the journal shut.
People won’t understand. What if they laugh? What if I’m not good enough?
ZARA: (softly)
And what if your words save someone tomorrow?
Ayo, poetry isn't about being perfect. It's about being honest.
SCENE 3
Ayo opens the journal again. Slowly begins to write. His voice overlaps with the narrator’s poem.
VOICE / AYO (together):
> Let this ink be my rebellion
Against silence and self-doubt
A quiet scream
That says, “I felt something—and it mattered.”
LIGHTS FADE.
Ayo keeps writing. Zara sits beside him, quietly smiling.
THE END
To every poet afraid to share their voice: start with one line.
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22 hrs agoThe Poem I Never Wrote
Theme: Regret, Expression, Lost Dreams
Setting: A quiet night in a dorm room. A single lamp glows dimly beside a window. There's a journal on the table.
Characters:
Ayo – A quiet, reflective young poet
Zara – A friend who always believed in Ayo’s writing
Narrator/Voice – Reads Ayo’s inner thoughts as poetry
SCENE 1
Ayo sits on the edge of a small bed, staring at an open blank journal. He holds a pen but doesn’t write. Zara knocks and walks in slowly.
ZARA:
Still awake? It's past midnight. That page’s still empty?
AYO:
It’s not just a page.
It’s the graveyard of everything I’ve wanted to say but couldn’t.
ZARA:
You always do this. You carry poems in your chest and never let them breathe.
Ayo stays silent.
SCENE 2 – NARRATION (Voice in background):
VOICE (calm, poetic):
> I wrote a poem in my head today
It cried like rain, then dried away
Before the ink could kiss the page
My silence locked it in a cage.
Ayo clenches the journal shut.
AYO:
People won’t understand. What if they laugh? What if I’m not good enough?
ZARA: (softly)
And what if your words save someone tomorrow?
Ayo, poetry isn't about being perfect. It's about being honest.
SCENE 3
Ayo opens the journal again. Slowly begins to write. His voice overlaps with the narrator’s poem.
VOICE / AYO (together):
> Let this ink be my rebellion
Against silence and self-doubt
A quiet scream
That says, “I felt something—and it mattered.”
LIGHTS FADE.
Ayo keeps writing. Zara sits beside him, quietly smiling.
THE END
To every poet afraid to share their voice: start with one line.