My mind is so blank right now,
It fails to pull a word,
I can't seem to get my attention,
My own self won't be heard,
How frustrating and mindless,
To be barren, without thought,
Trying to be creative,
Brainwaves being naught,
Just today in conversation,
I write better in deep pain,
But now I feel illiterate,
Words won't come in vain,
Seems there always needs to be,
Chaos or a crisis,
When all I really want,
Is just to somehow write this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well I think this poem is good. You've described your thoughts beautifully. Thankyou for your comments to my poems