Writers Block - Poem by Rik Bertrand
I want to write a poem, but I don't know where to start,
I want to write of love and the feeling in my heart.
It's hard for me think when my mind is jumbled up,
It's like trying to drink from what you know is an empty cup.
The words are avoiding me, they don't want to come out and play,
They are hiding in my inner soul, there saying "not today".
Why do you think that they want this delay?
Why won't they let me write, so that I can end this day?
I want to write and release the thoughts within my mind,
I want to express the realism and all my words in kind.
There is a frantic need to bear my soul to pen and paper,
Its needs to be done very soon, rather than later
Help me to find the words for this very lovely poem
Look into the vivid mind where they all seem to roam.
Pull them out of thin air and pass them on to me.
So I can write a beautiful poem for the entire world to see.
REB (MAY 2012) writer's block, we all get it.
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