Artist's Irritation

Echo Seeker

You know that moment you want to write,

To explain a feeling, thought, or plight;

But nothing comes to mind to say,

And you're left with such terrible dismay.


The urge to tell what's in one's mind,

Is a feeling that will leave you blind;

To all other goings on that day,

While you brainstorm to portray,

 That little thought that won't go away. 

  • Author: Echo Seeker (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2019 19:55
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • siranswerer

    words stuck in your head,
    while youre stuck in bed,
    a moments thought, with no where to go,
    respite sought, letters left to sow.

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