I'm paralyzed to write
The words have blocked themselves outta my sight
My tears not withstanding
The alphabets are just whining
Complaining about the rickety dashes and semicolons
And... you forgot that exclamation!
Nothing makes sense
Not the prose nor the effervescence
Hiding down within me
Doubt has planted a seed.
Watered by the showers of struggles and moans
I'm spiraling down a rabbit's hole
Burning into me
My sentences take me down deep.
Smashing the hammer on the block
The writer in me is distraught
Even though the fun has slowed
I'm not quitting writing any more.
I'll rise and verbalise
A word vomit dump that pleases my eye
Ravishing into the paragraphs I pen
I have my own destination.
YOU ARE READING
Ethereal Expressions
PoetryEthereal Expressions are dewdrops in the chaos of consciousness. Sprinkled with words, they are a peek and dive into the realm of self and shells. My poems have no titles due to the diversity in perception and understanding. I'd love my readers to h...
