Millions of ideas are miles away from me and all I want to do is stay still.
Maybe, just maybe, that's all it needs.
I suffer to pen down ideas and that's fine.
My body and my mind faints.
Maybe I've worked myself too much, Ideas have betrayed me, or maybe I've betrayed them and now they seek for comfort afar, in the home of men and women of great penmanship.
The scorching sun has burned down my loot of knowledge and now I rest on the mercies of a penny left.
Sing me a song, let me learn
Give me tambourine, let me play
In the memory of the heart is the spirit awakened
Let the wind blow and sieve away the dust
In the home of knowledge, let me see
Just maybe scrolls of writers may once again embrace me
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All of us who have written have gone through many blocks when it comes to expressing an idea or something, but beyond that, you should always write down your ideas somewhere and try not to force your mind so much so that writing doesn't become so complicated, thanks for sharing ♥
That's true. Every writer has a period where he experiences this
I could feel so much emotions running through this. I absolutely love how you structured the wordplay too.
This is beautiful…I’m tempted to ask if you’ve ever written for Mrs ahem ahem before
#dreemerforlife
Are you asking or you've overcome the temptation?
I’ve overcome it
Great.
This is a good skill
I understand perfectly what you feel lately I have felt that blockage, thanks for sharing this piece of inspiration.
#dreemerforlife
So you suffered writer's block too?
I see you to be easy with writing 😅
Hahaha. Everyone struggles with writer's block. It doesn't matter how easy it looks
The great prophet, this one you mentioned tambourine, song and spirit, do you want to prophesy? 😂😂
I thought, I was the only one that use to experience writer's block, LOL, those moments are so annoying hehhe but we can't avoid it, can we?
I came across this post on Dreemport
Prophecy is not forthcoming 🤣.
And everyone suffers writers block as long as one writes
Should I get you some oil? 😂😂
Bring gandu gagandusa... That one works fast 😂