Topic: Writer's Block | |
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When did I lose
My faithful muse, Who always brought All of my thoughts Into rhyme? Once I could write As quick as flight, Gathering words Like flocks of birds In short time. Now I just sit Forcing a fit, Stare and glower Hour after hour At blank lines. Am I rusty? Mind all musty? Or do I lack Talent and knack To make words shine? |
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When did I lose My faithful muse, Who always brought All of my thoughts Into rhyme? Once I could write As quick as flight, Gathering words Like flocks of birds In short time. Now I just sit Forcing a fit, Stare and glower Hour after hour At blank lines. Am I rusty? Mind all musty? Or do I lack Talent and knack To make words shine? I kinda have that ... has been for a while ... not sure if I will ever get that talent back ... or just write some lame words ... to try and make a match ... |
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Now if you still like
To sit in a fit Welcome to India & treble it |
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