The Ink Less Pen
The writers tear, the ink less pen
The nagging fear that bit at her ear
Unkind words is all she could hear
Oh dear, all she wanted to do was share
But the world didn't care, so she hid in fear
No longer having the strength to fight and persevere
What a burden to bare
What a cross to carry
When a writers career just disappear
Hands all shaken, nerves all shattered
Her heart all broken, paper all blank
No longer on top of the poetic rank
Her mind all flustered,
Her thoughts all crazy, is it a prank
When she begins to fall to the bottom of the rank
A talent so precious, hands so bless
Words so passionate and poetry so sweet
Words that are created in her sleep
A writers block should never be mocked
Copyright © Patricia . Garcia Howard Bramble | Year Posted 2019
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