she grasps at straws
to produce more content
but, when will she see
that she's out of luck?
wandering these empty streets
an empty heart with no muse
a damp flicker of flame in her eyes
no inspiration flowing in her veins
she'd yearn for the past days
when ideas came naturally
and originality came easily
- she longs for it desperately
but, ahead she must go
though the distance is long,
the journey is one all must take,
to regain that flicker of flame
writer's block may seem like forever
but once it has ended, the inspiration
will be richer and richer than before
so go forward, don't look back, ahead is the future
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sunflowers | ✔️
Poetryin which a girl, who's fond of sunflowers, expresses her trivial feelings through not rhyming poetry, longing for someone to hear. highest ranking: #144 in poetry on june 18, 2018. 🌻
