A Poetic Struggle
What exactly must I write now?
A tribute to God? An ode to nature?
What true love means? Or how
The flower of the present booms into the future?
The words in my heart refuse to
Materialize, as my mind strangles
The new born ideas, unwilling to
Accept change. The unborn chronicle
Of a pregnant idea, embarking
A journey amidst the constant cackle
That surrounds me, stunting
The growth of a poetic inspiration.
And there begins my poetic lamentation….
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