Blue pen ready to fill in,
Those empty white pages.
Mind with infinite thoughts,
Ready to fly through these cages.
Letter by letter, word by word,
Whiteness turns into deep blue.
Second by second, minute by minute,
Black lines cut through.
Tempted to write something, -
Something very beautiful.
But as the time passes by,
Temptation leads to nothing.
In the starting there were ideas, -
Ideas jumping in the mind.
In the end, everything was empty,
No thoughts and no lines.
Mind with infinite thoughts, Ready to fly through these cages..Termptation to write, is it not wonderful to have temptation to write....... let yourself get tempted to write. writing comes from inspiration from God. you are a selected angel of God-. God wants you to write. ideas jumping in the mind. first thing is to get rid of the fear to write....... what will others think. just dont think what others would think. stop that. and get tempted to write by your writing angel in you.
As I have told in the comments box, it was somehow my first poem which me mad about writing. Probably this is not what I want to achieve. I am definitely over this temptation thing. Thank u so much for commenting, teaching and advicing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful description of the poetess' art of writing poetry and the forms of the mind when the creation of a poem takes place. simply genial way. thanks
Thank u so much