Poems about Writer's Block
#WritersBlock
Poems about writer's block, when a poet or author struggles to write, sufferers from creative shutdown, or lacks inspiration. Writer's block can be extremely frustrating, but can itself provide the inspiration to write.
About Her for Her and with Her
Her is her, in the quiet hours of dawn.
A whisper in the stillness, a breath of the morning air.
Her presence is a thread in the tapestry of time
weaving patterns of herself and fragments of others.
In the mirror, Her sees reflections,
not just one own, but countless faces.
Each gaze a story, each smile a secret,
Her identity shifts, dances, in the fluidity of moments.
Her walks the path of many,
one's steps echoing in the lives of others,
adopting roles, shedding skins, becoming more than one.
Yet in Her heart, there...
A whisper in the stillness, a breath of the morning air.
Her presence is a thread in the tapestry of time
weaving patterns of herself and fragments of others.
In the mirror, Her sees reflections,
not just one own, but countless faces.
Each gaze a story, each smile a secret,
Her identity shifts, dances, in the fluidity of moments.
Her walks the path of many,
one's steps echoing in the lives of others,
adopting roles, shedding skins, becoming more than one.
Yet in Her heart, there...
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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Coming Soon
The medication I must take to ease my mind's condition
assaults my creativity, and I'm out of commission
until the rhyming thoughts return I'll sit here most contrite
crumbling sheets of paper as I relearn how to write
assaults my creativity, and I'm out of commission
until the rhyming thoughts return I'll sit here most contrite
crumbling sheets of paper as I relearn how to write
#LifeStruggles
#WritersBlock
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DU Poetry : Poems about Writer's Block