WhiteA Poem by MofloOde to Writer's Block
Somewhere out my window
Distant mountains symbolize A feeling that I wish I had Because contention with my life, As odd as this may sound, Only seems to come out white. I'm not fishing for lonesomeness As all of my intentions swarm A manifest of perfection Breaking from the social norm I'm accustomed to with pen in hand But since you're back, I've lost my form! I guess I find it hard to understand How I could make such a living out of Feeling depressed, destroyed, deranged, deprived, Searching for this long lost love, When happiness seems to quench the fire, A feeling that puts me above. And so my body stares with threat At a blank computer page, Waiting for words to leave my head, Waiting for players on the stage To comply a show with words, That I've strategically arranged. But real life comes like sharpened swords, Pouring to my blanking sight! The laptop closes, days are longer But inspiration fails to write, And I can't seem to apprehend The words that gather in my mind. So because of you I can't amend The words to thank you for the days That we spent together as They only seem to write cliches! I'm not saying I'm not happy, I just can't find the words to say. -I'm saying that your presence is a joy An inspiration to my life. You fill my head with beautiful words That form immaculate structures, pictures, But when the words travel to my fingertips, They seem to come out invisible. © 2011 MofloAuthor's Note
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Added on January 11, 2011Last Updated on January 11, 2011 AuthorMofloNYAboutI am a 26 year old recent college grad trying to establish myself. Recently moved back to NY from Pennsylvania and looking for work. Now working on becoming an English teacher. more..Writing
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