The Right Words Won't Come Poem by Timber Koleden
The Right Words Won't Come
Hours march on by
And I am left wond'ring why
Where are the words
Those I want in poetry heard?
Left with empty mind
Oh where are the rhythms—the rhymes?
It flusters me
I simply want to compose poetry!
I have the time
But cannot conceive one rhyme
I feel so glum
Head hollow like a drum
Almost feel dumb
The right words just WILL! NOT! COME!
'Morrow perhaps
Then into poetry I will lapse.
Then into poetry I will lapse...... excellent.... thanks a lot..
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Very common as we all can relate! .. : ) And this poem here sounds just fine to me dear poet! ..
I can relate to this poem. Sometimes no words flow from the pen even if I try hard.It is so frustrating.
It happens to all of us at times. Relax, and here will come the rhymes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/11/2026 5:06:56 PM # 1.0.0
What a beautiful and brilliant flow of thoughts depicting an experience of creative slowdown called writer's block. Many times I experienced this struggle too, probably, due to exhaustion from work or too much thinking.