PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I sit back in my world of solitude and pick up a pen,

I begin staring into a sheet of paper wondering where to begin.

Where should I start my story as I begin putting together rhymes,

Then slowly my poetic instinct completely takes over and engulfs my mind.

Word after word sentences begin to form slowly,

Telling a story for people to read that don’t even know me.

By the time I realize exactly what I’ve been writing,

I’ve already put together a piece of the battle I’ve been fighting.

Take away my pen and my ability to write rhymes,

You then imprison my talent and lock away my mind.

So as long as I can write and drift away uninterrupted,

Then my thoughts will remain authentic and my lyrics un-corrupted.