Least Read Poems About Writers Block
#WritersBlock
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
24th Nov 2019 4:34pm
24th Nov 2019 4:34pm
Rekindle
Seemed as if my present-day aged,
reforming my deep-rooted prophecies,
into whims of novelties,
I try to refresh my journeys and fondness for idioms,
Discoveries,
Led me to sceneries of blessings and obscenity,
The effects of my imageries; inclined and bounded by scribble's identity,
I tried to flee the abuse of my ingenuity,
But failed to resist ,
I submitted to tongue's sprain; "my tropical tones" ,'
Resembled fire on burning stones,
Provoked my intimate dream to be awaken; by whispers of illicit undertones.
Candid moans...
reforming my deep-rooted prophecies,
into whims of novelties,
I try to refresh my journeys and fondness for idioms,
Discoveries,
Led me to sceneries of blessings and obscenity,
The effects of my imageries; inclined and bounded by scribble's identity,
I tried to flee the abuse of my ingenuity,
But failed to resist ,
I submitted to tongue's sprain; "my tropical tones" ,'
Resembled fire on burning stones,
Provoked my intimate dream to be awaken; by whispers of illicit undertones.
Candid moans...
#identity
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#learning
#SelfReflection
12 reads
2 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
15th Apr 2020 4:32am
15th Apr 2020 4:32am
Freedom of The Mental
I've been blocked for countless days,
So today I decided to free some verses.
And see what else can I make myself spit,
Either raw or metaphoric,
I think maybe it will go both ways,
You are about to read some randomness.
Might be the habitual,
constantly behaving in repetitive ways,
I’ve heard those that say,
Even though I’m not able to be out,
“I wake up and dress up, heals and stuff to bring the trash out.."
… for them that’s the “going out” for now...
Uhmm…wait a minute…….
Is this a therapeutic method ?...
So today I decided to free some verses.
And see what else can I make myself spit,
Either raw or metaphoric,
I think maybe it will go both ways,
You are about to read some randomness.
Might be the habitual,
constantly behaving in repetitive ways,
I’ve heard those that say,
Even though I’m not able to be out,
“I wake up and dress up, heals and stuff to bring the trash out.."
… for them that’s the “going out” for now...
Uhmm…wait a minute…….
Is this a therapeutic method ?...
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#freedom
12 reads
11 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
30th Jan 2020 1:01am
30th Jan 2020 1:01am
Writers Block - Movie Time
Speechless and express-less,
Wished for verses to popup like popcorn,
But seemed as my butter froze.
Desire to gaze at ’ Two can play that game too”
But settled for “ How to lose a man in ten days”
Tell me how to “Space jam”
I want to “Pursuit my happiness”
Meanwhile I think I encountered an “Identity theft”
was “ gone in 60 seconds”
My “National treasure” was put on hold,
If I knew I would have dressed like Hally Berry my beloved “ Catwoman”
Nah wait I think seducing “ Batman” or “ Superman please re turn
For that I better call...
Wished for verses to popup like popcorn,
But seemed as my butter froze.
Desire to gaze at ’ Two can play that game too”
But settled for “ How to lose a man in ten days”
Tell me how to “Space jam”
I want to “Pursuit my happiness”
Meanwhile I think I encountered an “Identity theft”
was “ gone in 60 seconds”
My “National treasure” was put on hold,
If I knew I would have dressed like Hally Berry my beloved “ Catwoman”
Nah wait I think seducing “ Batman” or “ Superman please re turn
For that I better call...
#funny
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry #scifi
#WritingPoetry #scifi
20 reads
8 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
16th Jun 2022 9:46pm
16th Jun 2022 9:46pm
Transient Inspiration
It comes in waves,
this poetry that raves.
I jotted a piece of feeling
on a notepad for healing.
I prefer a pencil over a pen,
not for if I cry, for when.
So, when I blink,
the tears don't stain the ink.
this poetry that raves.
I jotted a piece of feeling
on a notepad for healing.
I prefer a pencil over a pen,
not for if I cry, for when.
So, when I blink,
the tears don't stain the ink.
#rhyming
#WritersBlock
32 reads
11 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 5:55am
16th Apr 2024 5:55am
Zombie Lines
These words fade before the ink dries
When intentions to actions fail to materialize
Fabricating inspiration, reputation embodied in an empty phrase
All the ammunition without the impact, handicaps of shame
The right words without the follow through, the low highs of shallow praise
Wasted potentials relegated to make a name
Play the role and write the script
Saint facades of the linguist hypocrite
Thriving on the uninspired
The taste for silence is acquired
Every word is noise that is love without meaning
When character...
When intentions to actions fail to materialize
Fabricating inspiration, reputation embodied in an empty phrase
All the ammunition without the impact, handicaps of shame
The right words without the follow through, the low highs of shallow praise
Wasted potentials relegated to make a name
Play the role and write the script
Saint facades of the linguist hypocrite
Thriving on the uninspired
The taste for silence is acquired
Every word is noise that is love without meaning
When character...
#inspirational
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
#NaPoWriMo2024
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0 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 1:12pm
11th Apr 2024 1:12pm
Forcing a poem is a little like forcing a fart...
Uh-oh, oh crap, today is gonna be one of those days!
I’ve tried to kickstart poetry in many different ways.
My time is running out now, with obligations looming,
and still there’s nothing written on the page.
I thought I’d write about the pretty sunrise on my walk,
but “blah-blah pink” and “blah-blah birds” – the muse just wouldn’t talk.
I searched the room for hints, but I just see the same old junk.
The vault of inspiration won’t unlock!
I asked my husband for a prompt – that didn’t push me through.
So then I asked my phone for help,...
I’ve tried to kickstart poetry in many different ways.
My time is running out now, with obligations looming,
and still there’s nothing written on the page.
I thought I’d write about the pretty sunrise on my walk,
but “blah-blah pink” and “blah-blah birds” – the muse just wouldn’t talk.
I searched the room for hints, but I just see the same old junk.
The vault of inspiration won’t unlock!
I asked my husband for a prompt – that didn’t push me through.
So then I asked my phone for help,...
#funny
#WritersBlock
#NaPoWriMo2024
45 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
12th Nov 2023 1:07am
12th Nov 2023 1:07am
and me, myself, I’m not averse
write a love poem and
somebody will say something nice about it would be good
if they read something else
somebody will say something nice about it would be good
if they read something else
#WritersBlock
49 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2023 1:11am
22nd Oct 2023 1:11am
he carries on ..
fifth rate writer at
best give it up, he thinks
to himself, sitting
resolutely
at his desk
best give it up, he thinks
to himself, sitting
resolutely
at his desk
#WritersBlock
54 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 3:39am
2nd Apr 2024 3:39am
Writing About Writer’s Block
Whenever I’ve felt uninspired
Or felt the lack of flame and fire on the top of my pen
I write about the frustration wired
Even when it feels like I’ve hit a dead-end
But when the vexation opens up a gate
A torrent of words feels like a flood of blood and ink
Then I think it cannot be contained
Even if the syntax sucks and stinks
It puts things into perspective
Writing about writer’s block is an oxymoron at best
When the page is filled with raw emotion
I feel like fulfilled a little conquest
Or felt the lack of flame and fire on the top of my pen
I write about the frustration wired
Even when it feels like I’ve hit a dead-end
But when the vexation opens up a gate
A torrent of words feels like a flood of blood and ink
Then I think it cannot be contained
Even if the syntax sucks and stinks
It puts things into perspective
Writing about writer’s block is an oxymoron at best
When the page is filled with raw emotion
I feel like fulfilled a little conquest
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
56 reads
2 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 2:20am
15th Apr 2024 2:20am
My old poetry
In the depths of my old poetry,
I find a tinge of melancholy,
Lines filled with pain, sorrow, and ire,
Echoes of my struggles, my desires.
Reflecting on the decades gone by,
Contemplating life's parade passing by,
Faces fading, wandering and lost,
Decisions shaping who I am at any cost.
Voices whispering within my mind,
Some laughter, some tears, intertwined,
...
I find a tinge of melancholy,
Lines filled with pain, sorrow, and ire,
Echoes of my struggles, my desires.
Reflecting on the decades gone by,
Contemplating life's parade passing by,
Faces fading, wandering and lost,
Decisions shaping who I am at any cost.
Voices whispering within my mind,
Some laughter, some tears, intertwined,
...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords #nostalgia
#PowerOfWords #nostalgia
56 reads
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Pishashee
Poem Published
25th Mar 2024 8:33pm
25th Mar 2024 8:33pm
Evening's late
Evenings late,
The quill, the day,
The quill under
my pillow lay,
the day
Out of the quiet
as if i knew anything
He say,
"spell Siam".
I looked
at him oddly.
and
then he
asked me,
"do you think its spelled,
S I A M, as in
the old country".
I said, yes,
I bet it is.
I took charm
in the old country,
and was quiet about it.
The quill, the day,
The quill under
my pillow lay,
the day
Out of the quiet
as if i knew anything
He say,
"spell Siam".
I looked
at him oddly.
and
then he
asked me,
"do you think its spelled,
S I A M, as in
the old country".
I said, yes,
I bet it is.
I took charm
in the old country,
and was quiet about it.
#WritersBlock
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