Staring blankly at the screen,
I've run out of words.
I look for inspiration,
No people, flowers or birds.
What could I talk about,
What on earth could I write?
I look into newsfeed,
And your ideas are so bright!
Poems about love,
Poems about hate.
Poems about Olympics,
even about staying up late!
Where did this come from?
This gold mine of thought,
I sigh frustratedly now,
But an idea I have caught!
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Poetry is supposed to be an outlet An outpour of emotions and thoughts But to sit down and write a poem is rarely easy My head gets too caught up in what should be CAPITALIZED and lowercased In...
What to write. What to say. What is on My mind today. A poem on love. One on hats. Or maybe something On dogs and cats. No that's no good That's not right, What should I write tonight.
The man stared absently at the glass of orange juice he'd poured.
Wow my two hundredth post. This is worth a toast. Never thought I'd get this far. A lot of them have been under par. I haven't been on my game as late. My poems have not been that great.
I really cant be bothered Writing any more, I've covered every topic, I've really got nothing left in store.
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Here's something for you, Because you've never read my ink. I know you've never asked... But I hope it'll make you think. I know it's not your kind of thing. But I'd appreciate it if you'd pretend.
I have mixed feelings, About writing poetry. I would rather write, A story, Or draw, In my sketch book, But sometimes, I don't know why. I have to write, A poem.
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