Wandering

Wandering about

dazed in thoughts

lacking and without

a place to be

 

Silence drums nothing

nothing but white

white room

white walls

white void

fill the halls

of this mind

wasting time

Inspiration lost

a blank page
is the cost

of wanting

needing

slowly breathing

 

Where has she gone?

the sweetness I savour

 

Waiting in a white room

upon white sheets

with white thoughts

Waiting in nothing

but the white
that surrounds me

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

You have described writer's block marvelously...Thank you for sharing...:).............

[I Am Svetlana]

Things suck when writers block hits, feels like we are so stuck and can't seem to do anything. We try to write even a simple line, but can't because our hand just holds the pen over the blank paper, hovering. Our mind blank, yet we know our thoughts are reeling with ideas. I really enjoyed this :)

[R. L. Hill]

I love that you describe inspiration as a lost lover. "Where has she gone?/the sweetness I savour". You long for her and yet she is washed away in a sea of blank thought - white. Beautiful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i had writers block for the past week and a half...started to get worried...but then today i have written 6 new pieces...

it comes back...and then the white walls have writing on them...

but we could wallpaper them with worry when the lull happens...i know that feeling so well.