A Poet's Struggle

A poem I came up with when I couldn't come up with one.

I try to think of something deep, profound,
Like all the poets of the ages;
I let loose my mind, my thoughts unbound,
But nothing's written on these blank pages.

I attempt to write what's in my soul,
But all that's there, or so it seems,
Is an empty wasteland, there is no goal,
Just a series of opaque dreams.

In a massive struggle 'gainst my mind
Words spew forth from my pen's tip.
Indeed, a chain of words unwinds,
But in the end, it's just a gyp.

In resign I start once more
To attempt some form of lofty verse.
Impending failure seems in store
For any lines that I rehearse.

Instead, however, I succeed in finding
Some subject of a poems worth.
In shock I begin unwinding
The tale of a poem's birth.

Reviews

[TTBoy28]

You seem to do really well when you struggle! Keep it up! Fabulous!!

[munkiC munkiDU]

lol, love this. Sounds like me at the moment :( Good job on the rhyme scheme - (I do love me some rhymes!) ^.^ Nice one
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