Bit of luck

by Tracy D Rollings   Sep 9, 2007


As I sit here and think
nothing comes to mind
it's hard to admit to myself
there is really nothing left
my mind is purely blocked
all I hear is the sound of the clock
it's getting harder everyday
to sit and write what I want to say
but one can't stop or give up
just because they have a bit of bad luck
I'll keep trying and maybe it'll come back
just have to get my mind on the right track
as long as I have a hand to hold a pen
my eyes can't see the end..©2007 Tracydr42

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  • 17 years ago

    by Mack Bopape

    And you will keep on writing nice poems for us!

  • 17 years ago

    by Mack Bopape

    And you will keep on writing nice poems for us!

  • 17 years ago

    by Shauna

    Great work.. I think we all have those moments..=)

    5.5**
    <33

  • 17 years ago

    by Kelly

    "as long as I have a hand to hold a pen
    my eyes can't see the end. "

    I love it, i think its such a simple way of explaining something that really isnt simple. Sometimes i can sit for hours with a pen, my mind racing, desperate to get things down onto paper and yet, it just doesnt seem to work. Excellent poem.

    Kelly
    xx

  • 17 years ago

    by Nix

    I like the ending very much, you put your self in to this piece and also it is simply beautiful. Very emotional poem, you created some special and great tone. I love it, it absolutely deserves 5/5

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