The writer waits for his elusive muse
To guide his words onto the page
Words held hostage with an excuse
Waiting to break out of it's cage
Darkness wishes to manifest itself
And seeks relief through written word
Cathartic juices transform the pen
Releasing angst that now is heard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah yes! Got that point. Very good indeed. Read mine - A Writer's Delimma - Adeline