Aiyah Torres Poet Blank verse

Thirsty Ink

Mind can't think,
ink ain't filled,
Muses don't exist,
emptied room,
lover's left,
blank space,
wordless thoughts,
clean sheets,
I'm thirsty.
Feed my dreams,
let me live.
Bring me to hell,
show me the light.
Dive in the cliff,
lift me high.
My pen is drained,
Craves in his blood.

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Lynn Marie February 18, 2017 at 10:01 PM Strong emotion, very well written. There is a lyrical tone to your very sad words that is touching to read.:-) You use few words but they are powerful. blessings, lynn

Kp Nunez April 25, 2015 at 11:54 AM Hi Aiyah! Sad to see this write...Hope it gets better everyday. I'm happy though that you continue to come to PS. One time, your ink will spill more than the lates post you did...and more will come! Hugs! Kim :):)

Honestly J.T. April 12, 2015 at 2:44 PM I like the emotion in this poem. Good job. -JT