Poet

by DarkLight   Jan 19, 2015


Waking up, it's another day.
My mind is blank
and so is my poetry book.
I try, but they say
"You have to keep trying and push until nothing is the limit"
Illusion,
Imagination,
Realizasion of what need be done.

All the poet can do, is wait, the well will be full sooner

(I wrote this since for a while haven't been able to compose poems... and it feels lonely)

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  • 9 years ago

    by Euphanasia

    Nice write.

  • 9 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Ahhh the writer's block and the muse flies away. Yes all we can do is wait till something comes along and make us pick up the pen...good one :)

    • 9 years ago

      by DarkLight

      @Meena. .and finally something happens.