Writers Block

Finally I finished my masterpiece

a scripted fluorescent Melody,

and which I face my true destiny

drawing to a playwright Enemy.

I search for words the mind forgot

to land on paper like a slingshot,

and the mind is scrambling through road blocks

for the writing just got too hot.

I write about sonnets in the daylight

where I see the tree blooming in Paradise.

The haiku drift on the paper at midnight

as the evil silences away familiar words

that hypnotize an desensitize my train of thought.

Wow is this magic

or is my brain burning a flame

try to figure out the logic,

of true love once I did claimed.

No more smoke and mirrors

the chapter endings in kind

my vision is more clearer

and this masterpiece is divine.

By Jennfier Jackson

From: United States

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