I'm stuck and desperate ,
For ideas to come gushing out
To be poured within my tired brain ,
Though , can't even wrote the title page
I'm like a dried well ,
I'm losing my focus , I guess.
My seemingly limited vocabulary ,
Is now in pending danger
I tried to imagine and imagine ,
Until my head explodes
But to no avail ,
I can't find an inspiration
My wrinkles are showing already ,
From stress that's overdue.
And I'm still at page none ,
None to say the worst
The words won't really come out ,
Even though my pen finely works
So many traces of crumpled papers ,
It's a mess on the floor
So many cup of coffees ,
I've already burned from all-nighters.
Time checked , I'm still in my room ,
Still out of words
I've read a dozen books already ,
I've watched a dozen movies ,
I've even tried to meditate ,
Just to calmed my nerves.
I guess... I'm in a slump ,
I hate to admit it
I knew it from the start ,
But my pride won't accept it
My pen is okay ,
The paper is okay
But my hands are a bit uneasy ,
My eyes are becoming weary
It's not because of anyone ,
I'm just having a bad day ..
I suppose.
I need my writings back as soon as possible ,
So I need to take a step back
Take a deep breath ,
And start from the scratch
A writer's block , they say
I guess that's it
It's getting dusty in here ,
I've holed up for too long
I need a rest so badly ,
I owed it to myself
I need to go out for a while ,
Breath life again...
Then write again...
As always!
~ nniiwwpoetry ~ 07/20/23

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