PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It was all right there...

A pen, a pad

and some empty air

waiting for something to birth.

But what I unearthed

was insufficient...

...not worthy of dirtying

the sheet.

Too bothered with worrying

if it was too proud

or too meek...

But since when was this pen

so apprehensive?

So worried with crafting

something so comprehensive

it strayed from its journey...

...to jot nonsensical, senseless

rhymes

so cruelly relentless

they scoffed at the thought

of being pensive

or introspective:

             endeavors better left

             for cleverer minds...

...So as if by design, they retreat

to quieter mutters

bundled in heaps at your side

that you can peruse,

misuse,

abuse

at whim,

to remind me

I should've cried

             in silence...