My Last Breath Ii Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
My Last Breath Ii
Here I am, another morning sleepy
Three nights, I slept off and on
I can't write this poem
I am trying but my brain needs sleep
Maybe I should stop
But I can't
I'll stop when I have
My last breath
But rest and relaxation are necessary to keep fit. Relax and write. Beautiful poem.
An alarming expression from LeeAnn. " Maybe/I should stop. // But I can't / I'll stop when I have / My last breath"… A tad painful…
The 'breath' of poetry will not be stilled... I ponder that even unto death, some sort of it remains, taken into the dark as a small light to join the light of all. Write on, ever write onward.
Lovely poem, LeeAnn! Glad you conquered your writer's block.
Pure excellence! Inertian meets determination...This goes to myfavourites.
Amazing thoughts and feelings. The beauty of it is you wrote the poem....Wow LeeAnn.......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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That's amazing, LeeAnn! Even with writer's block, you're still able to write a good poem! Awesome!