Time spills in waste A nose, two eyes, and ears, And a tongue for taste.
Five senses. No more, no less. Sunrises and Night falls With no charm, no suspense, A nest for dreary mothballs
A vacant street where Journeys are stuck And it's pointless to stare Scoffing at the clock
Until it starts to rain I scrunch another page And reality and beyond Become my stage.
Maidens, Knights A good old mage And hazardous missions Athletes, Rivals And tall ambitions
Genies in bottles Yearn to be free Stars and space shuttles and infinities
Mortals and Greek Gods And those that are neither The strangest love odds That you have ever seen
Past lives, reminiscence, And incarnation. Tragedies that crush A merry celebration.
Mistakes, regrets and Morals we learn From fantasy pages We eagerly turn
So many worlds Through a pen I've sought
Yet once I breathe in To view my great thought It seems as if I'd disfigured a once Healthy face
A rough sketch with Only flawed points Stiff curves to frown at Misplaced joints And unfitting colors
A trash bin indifferent To all the wrinkled mess How long has it been, I quietly confess, Since I last wrote a piece of prose I candidly enjoy and proudly posses?
Mistakes, regrets and
Morals we learn
From fantasy pages
We eagerly turn
This was my favorite stanza and I agree writer's block does sucks but from what i've seen, i think the problem here is too many ideas. Anyway, glad to see a piece form you. ^^
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
You might be right, i do have too many ideas floating in the space of my mind. Thamks for the though.. read moreYou might be right, i do have too many ideas floating in the space of my mind. Thamks for the thoughtful review. :-)
I believe the writer's block had ended. The poem was very good. I like the many thoughts and places you took me in the poem. A very good ending to a entertaining poem.
Coyote
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
Thats really nice of you Coyote. I do hope my writers block is gone.
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