Creativity Poem by Kaila George

Creativity



I sit alone
Waiting
Pondering

Will inspiration
Be at my beck and call

Will I be able?
To let go of this energy
This light that cries out
To be free from this cage

I smile at myself
I smile at this place
I smile at the wonder
That's inside us all

Creativity
An inspiration on life
Flock to the masses
The masses of light

We are the penmanship
That the creator
As given to thee
To write our epochs
On the canvas of life

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Its what I feel when I write.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 11 July 2012

Sometimes I have writers block (lots of times) and creativity is the only thing which keeps me collectivly under presure. A charming write to the muse in the brain.

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