The blank page before me
Eager for my thoughts
Patiently waiting on me
To share that which I ought
But I’m finding of late
My thoughts quiet and serene
Words lost in debate
Questioning self esteem
Caught up in day-to-day life
The on goings of this and that
Which used to be of poetic subject
Lately I just stare dimly at
But the empty page
A dear and trusted friend
Always there when I’m in need
Takes in the words I send
No matter the subject
No matter the emotion
No judgement of guilt
No fuss or commotion
Only the freedom to write
A battle against emptiness I wage
My go to in a pinch
A friend to the page
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- Comment from author about the poem: A blank page is always a friend.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments8
Absolutely brilliant, AP. Love it!
Thank you Tom for your generous compliment. So glad you approve. 😁👍
Good write AP.
I know 500 blank pages - my book entitled 'Happy Adventures with KP!' lol.
Happy adventures? with KP? Orchi, I believe you're confused. 🤔
Yes lol.
So true. Superb work.
Thanks Thomas, appreciate the visit and read. 😉
Extremely relatable, and true. Very beautiful ending.
Thank you TS22, appreciate you stopping by and complimenting. 😁👍
Wow this is beautiful poetry dear A.P you warm my heart with this one. 🌹
Ahh Ha, mission accomplished. Thank you dear woman. 😁👍
I think you won that battle against emptiness
Up with your best big chap
Thanks Peto, glad you like it. 😁👍
Loved this! The words flowed in perfect harmony with eachother, beautiful poem!
Thank you Avantika for the compliment and visit. 😊
Certainly will!
Reads so smooth, Beautiful write AP.
Thank you Mason. 😊
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