Poems About Writers Block Published by Members Recently Online
#WritersBlock
DevilsChild
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:02am
28th Dec 2024 8:02am
I Wrote Too Much
I wrote too much
Déjà vu
I spilled these words before
pointed out the facts
just for them to be ignored
collabed a few times
some friends became enemies
and some friends
became friends with enemies
and they wonder why
I have trust issues
speaking of which
I spoke about this before
oh goo goo girl
where did you go?
that was so many years ago
not that the story didn’t repeat
over and over
different girl same drama
yeah too much wasted time
if I had half a mind
I would of given it up ...
Déjà vu
I spilled these words before
pointed out the facts
just for them to be ignored
collabed a few times
some friends became enemies
and some friends
became friends with enemies
and they wonder why
I have trust issues
speaking of which
I spoke about this before
oh goo goo girl
where did you go?
that was so many years ago
not that the story didn’t repeat
over and over
different girl same drama
yeah too much wasted time
if I had half a mind
I would of given it up ...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
159 reads
6 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:02am
28th Dec 2024 8:02am
I Wrote Too Much
I wrote too much
Déjà vu
I spilled these words before
pointed out the facts
just for them to be ignored
collabed a few times
some friends became enemies
and some friends
became friends with enemies
and they wonder why
I have trust issues
speaking of which
I spoke about this before
oh goo goo girl
where did you go?
that was so many years ago
not that the story didn’t repeat
over and over
different girl same drama
yeah too much wasted time
if I had half a mind
I would of given it up ...
Déjà vu
I spilled these words before
pointed out the facts
just for them to be ignored
collabed a few times
some friends became enemies
and some friends
became friends with enemies
and they wonder why
I have trust issues
speaking of which
I spoke about this before
oh goo goo girl
where did you go?
that was so many years ago
not that the story didn’t repeat
over and over
different girl same drama
yeah too much wasted time
if I had half a mind
I would of given it up ...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
159 reads
6 Comments
eroseternal
Tim Eros
Tim Eros
Poem Published
18th May 2024 3:43pm
18th May 2024 3:43pm
His Only Regret
The poem unwritten
Still in his head
Words left silent
Thoughts left for dead
Not just his poem
His whole expression
Lost in the calm
of his innermost passion
Sitting in the dark
corners of his mind
is the home of his mark
he'll never leave behind
When the life if a poet
comes to an end
His only regret
The poem unwritten
Tim Eros
24051807
Still in his head
Words left silent
Thoughts left for dead
Not just his poem
His whole expression
Lost in the calm
of his innermost passion
Sitting in the dark
corners of his mind
is the home of his mark
he'll never leave behind
When the life if a poet
comes to an end
His only regret
The poem unwritten
Tim Eros
24051807
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
27 reads
7 Comments
eroseternal
Tim Eros
Tim Eros
Poem Published
18th May 2024 3:43pm
18th May 2024 3:43pm
His Only Regret
The poem unwritten
Still in his head
Words left silent
Thoughts left for dead
Not just his poem
His whole expression
Lost in the calm
of his innermost passion
Sitting in the dark
corners of his mind
is the home of his mark
he'll never leave behind
When the life if a poet
comes to an end
His only regret
The poem unwritten
Tim Eros
24051807
Still in his head
Words left silent
Thoughts left for dead
Not just his poem
His whole expression
Lost in the calm
of his innermost passion
Sitting in the dark
corners of his mind
is the home of his mark
he'll never leave behind
When the life if a poet
comes to an end
His only regret
The poem unwritten
Tim Eros
24051807
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
27 reads
7 Comments
eroseternal
Tim Eros
Tim Eros
Poem Published
18th May 2024 3:43pm
18th May 2024 3:43pm
His Only Regret
The poem unwritten
Still in his head
Words left silent
Thoughts left for dead
Not just his poem
His whole expression
Lost in the calm
of his innermost passion
Sitting in the dark
corners of his mind
is the home of his mark
he'll never leave behind
When the life if a poet
comes to an end
His only regret
The poem unwritten
Tim Eros
24051807
Still in his head
Words left silent
Thoughts left for dead
Not just his poem
His whole expression
Lost in the calm
of his innermost passion
Sitting in the dark
corners of his mind
is the home of his mark
he'll never leave behind
When the life if a poet
comes to an end
His only regret
The poem unwritten
Tim Eros
24051807
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
27 reads
7 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2018 2:58am
2nd Sep 2018 2:58am
Burnt Out - Visual Poetry
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
1640 reads
2 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2018 2:58am
2nd Sep 2018 2:58am
Burnt Out - Visual Poetry
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
1640 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 I 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 I fulfilled a little conquest
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
170 reads
6 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 I 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 I fulfilled a little conquest
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
170 reads
6 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 I 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 I fulfilled a little conquest
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
170 reads
6 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 8:51pm
25th Jun 2023 8:51pm
Rest
Somedays words are oblivion,
tasteless, dehydrated -
as hollow as empty air
and I can't make them mean more,
make them rain,
make them meet
where the birch
untangles her hair
and dangles it
over a river for baptising
instead I lay out
on a thorn-grass field,
let my flesh go dry in the sun,
larynx along with her
and imagine never speaking
nor rising again.
tasteless, dehydrated -
as hollow as empty air
and I can't make them mean more,
make them rain,
make them meet
where the birch
untangles her hair
and dangles it
over a river for baptising
instead I lay out
on a thorn-grass field,
let my flesh go dry in the sun,
larynx along with her
and imagine never speaking
nor rising again.
#rain
#WritersBlock
#illness #sleep
#illness #sleep
219 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 8:51pm
25th Jun 2023 8:51pm
Rest
Somedays words are oblivion,
tasteless, dehydrated -
as hollow as empty air
and I can't make them mean more,
make them rain,
make them meet
where the birch
untangles her hair
and dangles it
over a river for baptising
instead I lay out
on a thorn-grass field,
let my flesh go dry in the sun,
larynx along with her
and imagine never speaking
nor rising again.
tasteless, dehydrated -
as hollow as empty air
and I can't make them mean more,
make them rain,
make them meet
where the birch
untangles her hair
and dangles it
over a river for baptising
instead I lay out
on a thorn-grass field,
let my flesh go dry in the sun,
larynx along with her
and imagine never speaking
nor rising again.
#rain
#WritersBlock
#illness #sleep
#illness #sleep
219 reads
1 Comment
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