I sit here, pen in hand
Yet words do not flow.
What to write, what to write...
I let my sadness show.
.
I search my imagination
And find that there's a block.
What to write, what to write...
I find a piece of chalk.
.
This big, blackboard wall
That stands in my view
Needs a bit of color,
Something altogether new.
.
I take my stance and
My confidence drains.
What to write, what to write...
I lose my end of the reins.
.
There's something missing,
My spirit grows dark.
Realization mixes with regret...
My muse has left my heart.
.
I search the shadow
For my truth and cues,
Reading the walls,
The words I've used.
.
I look at faded stanzas
From other times I've scribed.
What to write, what to write...
Passing anger from inside.
.
As I read my words of old,
I sigh "how could this be?"
With pain in my chest, I ask...
Was I truly happy?
.
But just as quick,
My heart skips a beat.
Love, oh love!
Come bring your heat!
.
I'm stuck in a winter
Of chilling shadows alone,
What to write, what to write...
I'm frozen skin and bone.
.
I've traversed this land
With hurt and despair.
Here, words are lost...
(Intentional empty line for dramatic purposes)
,
We've all had our share
Of time in this land,
Full of smiles and tears.
I think I now understand.
.
There's a power that surpasses
Even the human brain at best,
And pays no mind to wisdom.
It's here, no more no less.
.
It understands and confuses
And creates a new you.
What to write, what to write...
True love touches so few.
.
Golden inspiration spawns
From every emotion felt.
From love to hate,
There's one I hope to melt.
.
There's an everyday doubt
That fills the soul to the rim.
"I can't do this, I can't do that.
I'm not as good as them."
.
I have something to say
To you who mutter these words.
Listen to what I write!
It's time to be the nerd.
.
Speak up in every class,
Learn to tap dance.
Heed my words,
Take your perfect chance!
.
Today is the day
As it will never be again.
Time is slipping
And now is soon then.
.
So how will you use
This now while it's now?
Listen to what I write!
You'll find out anyhow.
.
I began today with writers block
But the moral traveled through.
Please, take what I say.
I've written it for you!
.
I hope you've paid attention
For this tale could confuse.
Don't hold back
On what you have in your youth.
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Hi
Ummmm this poem I loved, I can tell I've been through the same phase once, I had been sooo blank, when I held a pen. Because in my initial stages all I could write about was self pity and about love failures, and pressure from school.... besides I lacked confidence. I didn't want to write about self pity, so yeah I held the pen forever, without putting a single word on paper.
But when I started seeing things more clearly, it was like almost everything could be written about, a wilting flower, a lonely cloud, a dancing butterfly, a broken shoe, bla bla, I realized there was so much more beauty in life to appreciate.
And...lol yeah, coming to your poem, it's very well written, the flow is smooth, and conveys a great message. However the "What write? What to write?", part gets just a little annoying. You could change it maybe, so the readers like it more. But again, it's your own poem, you own it, and you have written it because you wanted to write it, and not for other people to find faults... so you can keep the repeating line, if you want.
I donno if my review was any help, but hey your poem was great, and I hope that it makes you feel better
This was great!
And I could really relate since I'm having writer's blocks all the time!
Your description was really good.
I felt that in the second paragraph, the line-
"I find a piece of chalk"
- was a bit abrupt.
Also in the line-
"I sigh "how could this be?"
-did you intentionally leave the 'h' in 'how' small or should I say it should have been in capitals?
Keep writing!
I loved this, for so often I, too have writers block. They rhythm was just right for me, but I will have to agree with one of the comments Hassan made. You did seem to use "what to write, what to write." I liked the idea of repeating, but just try to remember not to repeat so much that it looses it's affect. I really enjoyed reading your piece, and thought that is was really good over all.
-Nightflyer
Wow this is very good
It described writer's block beautifully and I loved it.
The alternate rhymes were done very well and the flow was well distributed.
However you used "what to write, what to write" a bit too much.
It lost it's effect towards the end and started to get a bit annoying.
Maybe remove a few of these.
Overall this was good work.
I'd rate this 8/10.
Hassan
Really good! A perfect description of writer's block. I've had writer's block so often. I suppose one way you could battle it is by writing about it... It's true; time is short. So what you will write, write now. Great job! I like the format of the poem as well!