Silence upon me, sunk into my brain
Destroyed my thoughts in mass destruction
Drove me crazy, drive me to complain
Made my head think of absolutely nothing
Ternished creativity: Lost talent
Depressed
Struggled quietly biting my tongue
Hoping to feel the sudden pain from my teeth
While nothing ever came out from the pen
Think, think, think ran the wheel
Sour tragedy: Uninspired
Writer's block
Author's Notes/Comments:
Writer's Block!.. Us poets think about it, fear it, write about it and Stress about it. So here's my Verision.
Emptied, not blocked ever...go for a refill, a good novel, a play or musical or ballet, music, looking into the eyes of a loved one - to fill up again then effortlessly return to unload again - A
Emptied, not blocked ever.
Emptied, not blocked ever...go for a refill, a good novel, a play or musical or ballet, music, looking into the eyes of a loved one - to fill up again then effortlessly return to unload again - A
Thanks! I will keep this
Thanks! I will keep this Advice in mind. :D
~*~ [ Blessed Be ] ~*~