Where Was My Pen?

This morning, I lay in bed.
Head on my pillow.
My heart wished for something to write,
But I required a pen
In order to light up, ignite the blank page.
With this art,
I tried not to shut out the world.
I longed for the forgotten words.
Those buried within me.
The words were my inner calling,
But where was my damn pen?

Reviews

[willweb]

Ha, this was very good. I enjoyed reading this poem today. I know this feeling.

[Sam Ryann]

Haha, this was very humorous. I really enjoyed reading it. It kind of shows how I feel when I've got writers block. Thanks for sharing.

[Bluefire]

Ahahaha! That happens.
Your pen seems to disappear when you need it the most.
Witty and humorous.
Well done. ^^

[Raven]

It really pays to write down things right away before we lose the momentum.

[A. Amos]

This is really well done, great work and love the ending;)