Blank Piece

by Yrem Crish   Apr 18, 2012


It's two o'clock in the morning,
My mind is still awake
while holding this pen,
and a blank paper piece...

Staring from nothing...
while drowning in deep thoughts
and grasping those words
that cluttered inside my mind...

I'm trying to write down
the first line of my poem
wishing it sounds good to rhyme,
but it's so hard to find
the exact words hanging in my mind.

Time unnoticed sweeps away;
My mind starts to be doom and narrowed slowly.
My somnolent eyes are fighting to stay awake
But they trigger a pain and bitterness,
Teasing me...to give up...

Though, inside of me... there is a soul
fervent to stay awake
whispering a thousand words
that echo and dance with my senses...

I hold my pen again, tightly;
but I feel so dump, so lifeless,
My fingers are stiff, soft and boneless...

Until the light fathom into my sight
daze from the morning grace
and finally I realized
the blank piece is on my side...

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  • 5 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    This is awesome. i know i've been in this situation many times, just want to write something but nothing will come out... love it. 5/5

  • 5 years ago

    by Silent Girl

    Amazing poem :) 5/5

  • 5 years ago

    by Hope Ann 27

    This poem is very powerful and it expresses alot of what some writters feel i can totally connect to this its a good piece

  • 5 years ago

    by PrinceLawrence

    I can relate to this merl, Great writing indeed.

  • 5 years ago

    by RainbowSlider

    Awesome.