I find it hard to think of what to write
I sit and ponder all the day and the night
If only one word would come my way
It would change the rest of this long day
These days turn to weeks without a single word
Not a single line that’s never been heard
My head starts to hurt from the ongoing stress
Of trying to find words in my heads emptiness
But suddenly one day a word comes to hand
And then from that I begin to expand
At last a poem that’s totally mine
And after all these weeks all it took was one sign
Please tell me what you think
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i like the ryhme in the poem and very well put and you have no idea what to write about and them it hits you and then you have your poem
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I know the feeling. I seem to go between wanting to writing but having no inspiration and having a million thoughts and feelings and emotions bouncing around in my head but they won't come out nicely. But nice poem. You kind of sound stranded without inspiration. I like the ending. Good job.
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