Of Your Disposition?

@MelchiorJ13

The Worst Time

Sitting here, with pen in hand,. And book of parchment on my lap,. When all my thoughts drain out, like sand,. And all my words begin to sap,. The whole day spent, crafting these rhymes,.

@MelchiorJ13

Lost

I stare at my black leather bound book,. Holding back blank parchment,. Next to it there lies my pen,. And then I realise, with a start,. I'm lost of inspiration,. Been pouring my words out,.

@Dimi

What to write. My inspiration, it's gone. Day or night. I always write two poems maybe one. Why?. Cant I write something good. My mind isn't being creative as it should. Now I am thinking and...

@Dimi

If I could I would write a poem now. But my inspiration disappears somehow. But alright, I only want you to read something I post. But at night, that's when I post the most. I try to write a thing.

@Toulbox

Words

The fire burns deep inside My yearning for to write But deep inside I cannot find The fuel to keep alight.

@PoppyA

Brain Waves

My sea of inspiration is running a little (a lot) dry, I sit with Opuss in my hands and all I can do is sigh.

@natalee

Freaking Writer's Block!!

My lips are sealed I cannot speak My inspiration has gone, Should I admit defeat.

@Odd

Finding Inspiration

Tap tap tap A small look up in hope No inspiration forming Head down with a sighful mope. Tap tap tap Blank paper is still blank. Ideas have scurried away Heart is being sank.