Avantika Poddar Poet Rhyme

Writer's Block

I bottled up all of May and tossed it in the pool,

Threw away my journal just to talk to the moon.

They thought I'd lost my mind, but I was just being a fool,

But July really beat the blues out of June.


And I wrote pages on love, lies, loss and love again,

I read Gatsby, cursed Daisy, and wished on a plane.

Although my hands gave in, and my thoughts gave out,

there were always words left unsaid, whether I wrote or not.


but one day nothingness graced my head,

I searched for words but I was all spent.

the day nothingness grew on me,

I was not putting out fires, or chasing gasoline -

but I knew I had escaped the deadlock,

when I finally had that writer's block.

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