#writersbloque

[mirrorworld12]

See for what it is and not what it was. Many homes are museums and many museums are home now -Ayana Arora

[christiancurrywritten]

I wish I were crazy about you

I really do

Instead I am broken

My heart is broken in two

I don’t yearn for you

Like lovers are supposed to

Is there something wrong with me?

I understand I’m not who you want me to be

God damnit...

I’m so sorry

[chuckakot]

In every breath and every word, I feel like you are the most wonderful girl, let me hold you closer to me, I just want to fall in love with you, this is our time, run with me, and we'll disappear.

Chuck Akot

[in-my-thinking]

Writer's Block

I had a thought Came to nought Started a poem Where’s it going Can I make I rhyme Line after line Need to think Get some words in ink Time for Friday tipple Help from a triple Aim for intoxication To ease my frustration Perhaps after gin & tonic I’ll feel less moronic Nice bottle of red wine Then I’ll be just fine But I suspect I’ll crash After writing more trash In my chair fall asleep Today’s words I’ll keep All to myself In note books on that shelf It’s where they all sit My poems of shit The volumes are numerous But don’t you get curious I wouldn’t even dare Those to share Gotta keep my reputation For perfect narration Maybe the morning Will be more inspiring But tonight it’s a shock Total writers block

[writing-electrified]

To those working on their first novel. You can do this -- writing your first novel will be terrifying, but so empowering. Self-publishing is even more empowering; but much more risk and money. You have the story to tell: so finish it for us, and share it with the world.

[ishaethera]

I like to write myself to sleep, into remembrance, into and out of love, I like to create from my own violet dreams, untangle the madness of thought forms swarming this mind like roots growing out and round every direction, take them to a place where they’ll be rocked to sleep, gently taken inside, brushed off and made beautiful, I like to bend the memories into better things, to alter past day dreams, and tell myself that it meant something, like the treasure we hid for safe keeping behind the playground bushes, that reminded me of the friend I lost that year, the isolation that breathed inside of me, and stayed with you, when they told me, I had the holy ghost, and all I felt was a loneliness for a life I couldn’t live.

[poemsipopped]

A poem a day for April is what I’d said I’d do A few jaunty lines that flow and rhyme; perhaps a metaphor or two Just think and write and edit it a bit throughout the day It’s so simple and straightforward that I’ve started it in May.

[hunnyluv222]

Questioning Hope

What is hope Really What does it mean? Is it a whisper, Is it a dream Is it a goal, Not quite set Or a distant need Need yet met? What is hope Really What does it mean Is it that unfulfilled wish Or the prayer that you mean What is hope Really To me or to you What is its importance What does it do? Does living without it Mean that I’ll die Without ever daring To look life in the eye?