I am sick of being sick,
stupid colours and party tricks
toddlers and walking sticks
dripping cuisines and toothpicks
I am tired of being wired...
jabbering boxes, green and tiered;glowing screens, undesired...
faces, steaming, hot, perspired
I am lonely of my self, and only
I dont want a jennifer conelly
to make my rhyme stick strong and conely
now If I was a poet..IF only... [I cant write...and I am running out of excuses...]
13 comments:
Writing about not being able to write... I hope your writer's block/boredom doesn't last too long - I've missed seeing what you come up with next! But alas, every soul must have a rest...till then :)
aw adrielle...I shall be back with a bang...atleast in my head...I promise! :)
Too bad! I hope you stop feeling sick and bored soon. And get back to writing again.
I shall Banno...and welcome to the blog...aint seen you around! :)
I have been around. Just don't comment. :)
That one was decent. :)
Helloooooo....doesnt feel the writers block has set in, really :)
Nice piece.
Nice verse.
That long, ha? I hope you write soon.
be back soon
that was nicely done, how can you say you can't write,- when you can express your inability to do it so well in so many words, start writing, I say :-p
I really like this one. Carry away your words do
Brilliant!!
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