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Writers Block
Gah, how of hate the feeling of not being able to write!
Anything good, anyway.
Thoughts and feelings, pent up in my head
But my hand rebels and holds them in.
Let them out! Write them down! I cry
But the words flitter out of my reach.
Like birds in a cage,
Fish in a tank.
Around and around they fly
Swimming away just as I'm closing in
It's a terrible feeling, Writer's Block is.
Unable to do what you love,
What you need,
What keeps you sane!
Too many thoughts locked in my brain and my heart
With no means of escape.
Held prisoner against both of our wills!
Oh how I yearn for the time when this will pass
When once again I can taste the breeze of inspiration!
Until then, I suffer, oh how is suffer!
But silence has never really been my thing.
Even without anything meaningful to write about,
I write about what I'm sure we've all encounterd.
I'll write about not having anything to write about!
Anything good, anyway.
Thoughts and feelings, pent up in my head
But my hand rebels and holds them in.
Let them out! Write them down! I cry
But the words flitter out of my reach.
Like birds in a cage,
Fish in a tank.
Around and around they fly
Swimming away just as I'm closing in
It's a terrible feeling, Writer's Block is.
Unable to do what you love,
What you need,
What keeps you sane!
Too many thoughts locked in my brain and my heart
With no means of escape.
Held prisoner against both of our wills!
Oh how I yearn for the time when this will pass
When once again I can taste the breeze of inspiration!
Until then, I suffer, oh how is suffer!
But silence has never really been my thing.
Even without anything meaningful to write about,
I write about what I'm sure we've all encounterd.
I'll write about not having anything to write about!
Published 10th Jan 2012
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10th Jan 2012 5:28am
Think of something completely out of character. Your user name is hippie. Think of war. Food for thought. Our heads are round so how can things get trapped in the corners of our mind. It can be called square head or the corners of my mind. I was going to write something like this but it seems you need a topic. Hope to help
10th Jan 2012 10:09pm
Anonymous
16th Jan 2012 2:09am
very good poem on writers block
what works for me....go to another creative medium...art, photography, whatever....sometimes we have to take in.....like reading before we can give out...like writing poetry, prose....
also just write down what you are thinking about every day....as in a diary...come back to it later and you will find the spark you are looking for
what works for me....go to another creative medium...art, photography, whatever....sometimes we have to take in.....like reading before we can give out...like writing poetry, prose....
also just write down what you are thinking about every day....as in a diary...come back to it later and you will find the spark you are looking for
16th Jan 2012 2:36am
That is exactly what I've been trying to do! Thanks for the help, and the faith :)
22nd Jan 2012 3:50am
