And here is what i shall contribute today. This is the first poem written by me. Now you have to understand I am not a fan of poetry and poem writing isn't something I am familiar with but here goes.
There is a blank page staring up at me.
A swarm of words
Buzzing, shifting, stirring
Around in a nut shell. No way
Out.
A block, they’re blocked inside,
Like in a movie: "Quick ride,
Hide!"
There’s a police block ahead,
But unlike in movies, they can't
Jump overhead,
For them there is no easy way out.
What is a word to do when
It wants to get out?
It’s like us, it screams and bites
Frustration in it’s eyes.
It bangs on the locked door, scratching, smashing
But when they see no way out all they can do is
Hang
‘Round. ‘N ‘round as the arrows turn
Inside the plastic box, clock they call it.
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,
But the tack never came,
It’s stuck in a room, all white,
Can Tack be insane?
Sometimes a stream is blocked,
And all there is left to do is
Wait
For the little boy to take off his foot.
Let the water flow free, out to the wild
Maybe even to the sea, let it explore the oceans,
Just let it go free.
And so they flow out
Like a stream,
Like a melody,
Sweet to the ear and calm to the heart.
Now these words are at peace in front of my eyes.
Now the blank page is full.
Thank you heart
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