Inked Parchment (formerly: Unspoken Words)

Lost Inscriptions (Prose)

"Lost Inscriptions"

INSENTIENT SERIES 2

Gayle Palaca

The inks on the parchment were witnesses of my melancholy

During my darkest nights, writing was my sanctuary

Every rhyme that I make, I feel at ease and it distracts me from my ill feelings

But now, I don't know if they still have meanings

When an idea pops in mind, I would pick up my pen and start writing drafts

But then I get lost for words and all would turn into scraps

I missed how I could easily write a poem before

I wish that is something that you could easily restore

While my tears stream down my face,

my hands were struggling to make a phrase

I have so many drafts but they're all undone

I admit writing is not anymore fun

I guess this is so much more than just a writer's block

'Coz I'm really having a hard time writing now

Finding my way back to the world of poetry,

is now a big question of 'how?'

What was once enjoyable is now frustrating

But maybe I'm not really losing something

Because this apparent vent of my writing misery

Turned out to be a good piece of poetry

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LOST INSCRIPTIONS (Insentient Series 2)

Prose

Written by Gayle Palaca

[credits to Stock Images for the photo]