Poem anthology

writing kingdom

the page before me, sits a blank.

so far it is the lowest rank.

inside me is dying flame,

which no one is to blame.

in my mind, imagination runs wild.

sweet and sour,spicy bitter, but always mild.

tragedy is always best,

when characters in pain are put to rest.

but hapiness works just as well

and might just be, the bestest sell.

but i dont care

for bestest sells, that feeling is quite rare.

all i care for is the freedom,

which comes with my writing kingdom.

the sky...land....and sea

oh! how i ish to be me.

so my writing kingdom

is my freedom

and i'll continue writing

cuz that just me.