Hello! This was written when I couldn't write any article in our school paper.
Hope you'll like it even though its kinda contradicting(you know, I couldn't
write but I wrote it. Never mind) Please don't flame me. Although I'll accept
good criticisms.
A Writer's Block
My mind seems to have been blocked.
As if all my ideas have been locked.
I seem to have lost my magic pen.
This happened, I can't tell when.
I seem to have lost all inspiration.
As if all my writings have lost emotion.
Even a simple poem I couldn't write.
A poem about you whom I truly like.
I know there's one thing you'll never do.
That is to love me as I loved you.
Now I seem to have lost all my rhyme
Cause I've learned you'll never be mine.
If time passes and you'll never love me.
Then I may never ever return to be.
The poet that I once have been
I'll be like a world no one has ever seen
There's still so much I want to say.
Yet I know all's not enough in anyway.
I can't even seem to end this piece.
So I'll just leave it, and sleep in peace.
Dude, this poem is written with sooooo little inspiration. Its bland, almost no
rhythm, the rhymes make it sound cliche. Its perfect! For what your writting
about ir is perfect.
Hello! This was written when I couldn't write any article in our school paper. Hope you'll like it even though its kinda contradicting(you know, I couldn't write but I wrote it. Never mind) Please don't flame me. Although I'll accept good criticisms.
A Writer's Block
My mind seems to have been blocked.
As if all my ideas have been locked.
I seem to have lost my magic pen.
This happened, I can't tell when.
I seem to have lost all inspiration.
As if all my writings have lost emotion.
Even a simple poem I couldn't write.
A poem about you whom I truly like.
I know there's one thing you'll never do.
That is to love me as I loved you.
Now I seem to have lost all my rhyme
Cause I've learned you'll never be mine.
If time passes and you'll never love me.
Then I may never ever return to be.
The poet that I once have been
I'll be like a world no one has ever seen
There's still so much I want to say.
Yet I know all's not enough in anyway.
I can't even seem to end this piece.
So I'll just leave it, and sleep in peace.
Dude, this poem is written with sooooo little inspiration. Its bland, almost no rhythm, the rhymes make it sound cliche. Its perfect! For what your writting about ir is perfect.
well...the first parts seems ok but as it evolves, it makes absolutely no sense..what's a writer's block got to do with love?!
it is good for you haveing writers block. decent but as Milkiyo what does writers block have to do with love>
anyway good job keep it up
Love, acctually, this was the last poem I've written after I was, well..... dumped by the one I loved. Thats why I can't write. Gets?