My pen has run out of ink
My thoughts have all run dry
I can't find a rhyme
No matter how hard I try
I look for inspiration
Something to help me write
But I'm stuck in the darkness
Like a train in the night
I think I've hit a block
I've come to screeching halt
Is something wrong with me?
It it all my fault
I wonder have I reached the end
With no more thoughts to write
I wonder what I'll do
If my thoughts stay out of sight
6-3-11/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I kniw how you feel, I've been there too. Good rhyming and rythem as usual.