Poems About Writers Block Seeking Honest Critique
#WritersBlock
PAR
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 9:15pm
15th Dec 2024 9:15pm
Grace
With a wink and a nod
she conjures delight.
Turning dull moments into pure light.
Grace, the jester,
with a heart so sunny,
her world is a playground,
endlessly funny.
she conjures delight.
Turning dull moments into pure light.
Grace, the jester,
with a heart so sunny,
her world is a playground,
endlessly funny.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
50 reads
12 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 1:06pm
15th Dec 2024 1:06pm
fianaturie8
Learning to see
Myself
Seeing myself
in the crystal
mirror
of my eyes
that learn...
Myself undone.
Myself
Seeing myself
in the crystal
mirror
of my eyes
that learn...
Myself undone.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
52 reads
7 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 12:45pm
15th Dec 2024 12:45pm
DanielChristensen
God is not here
God is away
for the holidays
God owns eleven
fingertips
God says....
God is not here
for good.
God is away
for the holidays
God owns eleven
fingertips
God says....
God is not here
for good.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
56 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
Wafflenose
Soft touches of letters
building words
Lightning bolts
shaping phrases
Restarting
metamorphosis
Never too dark
to have a glimpse
of our shadows...
building words
Lightning bolts
shaping phrases
Restarting
metamorphosis
Never too dark
to have a glimpse
of our shadows...
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
63 reads
13 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:24am
15th Dec 2024 00:24am
Anne-Ri999
On wings of gossamer, light and free,
a butterfly dances, wild and carefree.
Yet on its fragile, silken span,
a drop of blood, a crimson plan.
A delicate bead, so stark, so bright,
against the wings, a haunting sight.
In the garden’s hush,
where flowers bloom,
It flutters softly, dispelling gloom.
a butterfly dances, wild and carefree.
Yet on its fragile, silken span,
a drop of blood, a crimson plan.
A delicate bead, so stark, so bright,
against the wings, a haunting sight.
In the garden’s hush,
where flowers bloom,
It flutters softly, dispelling gloom.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
46 reads
12 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 1:06pm
14th Dec 2024 1:06pm
AfterSexDilemma
Captures
the essence of moments
that are often difficult
to articulate,
whether
it's the bittersweet
aftermath of love,
the haunting echoes of past
connections,
or the profound sense
of longing and loss.
This unflinching exploration
of such themes creates
a profound emotional
impact on readers.
the essence of moments
that are often difficult
to articulate,
whether
it's the bittersweet
aftermath of love,
the haunting echoes of past
connections,
or the profound sense
of longing and loss.
This unflinching exploration
of such themes creates
a profound emotional
impact on readers.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
55 reads
13 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 12:48pm
14th Dec 2024 12:48pm
DamianDeadLove
I'm a humble enigma
Mysteries unfold
In whispers of dawn I breathe
Mysteries unfold
In whispers of dawn I breathe
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
58 reads
12 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 3:34pm
13th Dec 2024 3:34pm
Vision_of_insanity
A mountain is not
what you see
from the air.
A vision is not what
you can see inside
the mountain...
Inside the mountain
a rock heart of
insanity.
Trembling.
what you see
from the air.
A vision is not what
you can see inside
the mountain...
Inside the mountain
a rock heart of
insanity.
Trembling.
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
64 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 1:25pm
13th Dec 2024 1:25pm
Characters in my story... TheOralizer
Your hieroglyphic ideographic writing,
minted in gold on bare stone,
It is a spectacle of ancient elegance
and timeless majesty.
Each symbol, meticulously engraved,
shines with a golden light that contrasts
with the austere coldness of stone.
The lines and curves of hieroglyphs
capture an ethereal beauty,
while the precision of art
is a testament to the skill
and dedication required to create such work.
The gold, shining and pure,
gives a feeling of opulence and solemnity,
transforming...
minted in gold on bare stone,
It is a spectacle of ancient elegance
and timeless majesty.
Each symbol, meticulously engraved,
shines with a golden light that contrasts
with the austere coldness of stone.
The lines and curves of hieroglyphs
capture an ethereal beauty,
while the precision of art
is a testament to the skill
and dedication required to create such work.
The gold, shining and pure,
gives a feeling of opulence and solemnity,
transforming...
#confessional
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
45 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 5:37pm
4th Dec 2024 5:37pm
Pete
dear Pete I'm writing you these lines cause I've been there before
stuck with a line and no more
sometimes I shoot down all of my ideas
as being insuffient my muse corrupt
no one wil relate to this better shut up
and I did for a very long time
my rhymes shattered my confindence gone
insidious need, I have to create
then a voice told me just write
no matter the subject matter
even if you think its kooky
then I found the ones I liked least
were the ones best recieved
they were the poems I bare my soul
honestyly...
stuck with a line and no more
sometimes I shoot down all of my ideas
as being insuffient my muse corrupt
no one wil relate to this better shut up
and I did for a very long time
my rhymes shattered my confindence gone
insidious need, I have to create
then a voice told me just write
no matter the subject matter
even if you think its kooky
then I found the ones I liked least
were the ones best recieved
they were the poems I bare my soul
honestyly...
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#WritersBlock
73 reads
4 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 00:18am
23rd Nov 2024 00:18am
Another Day, Another Scribble
Sometimes I sit here,
staring at the blank page,
wondering what to write about
what’s rattling around in my head.
Is it something profound,
or am I just taking the piss again?
Sometimes I think I’m winding people up,
other times, I’m genuinely trying to say something.
I write when I’m happy.
I write when I’m sad.
I write when the world looks beautiful
and when it looks like the bottom of a bin,
Even if it might smell a bit crappy,
Sometimes it’s rage pouring out,
sometimes it’s a laugh at my own expense.
I never...
staring at the blank page,
wondering what to write about
what’s rattling around in my head.
Is it something profound,
or am I just taking the piss again?
Sometimes I think I’m winding people up,
other times, I’m genuinely trying to say something.
I write when I’m happy.
I write when I’m sad.
I write when the world looks beautiful
and when it looks like the bottom of a bin,
Even if it might smell a bit crappy,
Sometimes it’s rage pouring out,
sometimes it’s a laugh at my own expense.
I never...
#dark
#funny
#honesty
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritersBlock
71 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 9:01pm
18th Nov 2024 9:01pm
Mask of Originality
In the passages of creativity, where the muse whispers from the depth of a soul, a villain looms—one that is dishonest and empty who claims accolades.
A new age has dawned, where the pen once wielded with sweat and soul is replaced by keys tapping into endless algorithms, yet some dare to claim the resulting words as wholly their own.
Ai might have started with good intentions but it didn't stay this way, with a spark of innovation, the humming of machines learning the words, and the rhythms of the poet and recycling their authentic thoughts,...
A new age has dawned, where the pen once wielded with sweat and soul is replaced by keys tapping into endless algorithms, yet some dare to claim the resulting words as wholly their own.
Ai might have started with good intentions but it didn't stay this way, with a spark of innovation, the humming of machines learning the words, and the rhythms of the poet and recycling their authentic thoughts,...
#lies
#LifeAsAWriter
#technology #WritersBlock
#technology #WritersBlock
60 reads
2 Comments
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