Empty poet

When are poets wordless? Empty?

I used to be a writer
then, I met him
And abruptly: all the words I was capable of
crafting on blank sheet
Washed away like a rising wind
drifted away like those autumn leaves
left me speechless;
left a poet empty. Faded.

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

I wonder if you wonder about your own words, whether they say what you want them to say? If that is your thought, no fear.. your poem is - strangely, both inventive but sad, so very sad. ' Washed away like a rising wind.. '

[Anju.H]

Love is really blind , isn't it? You're so in love that you no longer care whether you can express with words or not. You just let it be like a rising wind.
Thank you for kind review:)

[emmajoygreen]

Perhaps it depends on the one who loves, whether or not sight rules the heart - or not!? Hope to read more or your writing - as asked,