My soul crave to lay down words on paper
But the sheet remain empty
My heart heavy, desperate for relief
But it grows heavier by the day
My inner being ready to forge a new masterpiece
But the words refuse to create the picture
My creativity on the brink of freedom
But is held back like a bird in a cage
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Author:
Revernd21 (
Offline) - Published: February 21st, 2024 16:15
- Comment from author about the poem: Forgive me ladies and gentlemen, this ain't my usual writing style. I have this urge to write but it seems like I can't find the words. I wrote this with the hope that it'll ignite a spark of inspection but we'll have to see lol
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Comments2
You broke the spell. Excellent.
Thank you sir, I'm all to glad that I've broken
it for the time being lol
We get this at times, I think. But now here's your poem about it!
Lmao your comment made me feel much better about myself. I wrote it out of frustration so I'm glad the curse is broken for now
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