The paper upon which I write
a testament to my failure;
words scratched through,
lines obliterated,
soon join
paper wadded, torn
strewn around the floor.
My pencil, nearly a stub
readies a new sheet,
a clean slate,
radically blurs back and forth
above the paper
as if frustrated to be put to use.
My eyes wander
seeking inspiration
from here to the floor,
suddenly fixated,
glued to one page.
Scattered among the chaos,
words scratched through,
I find what I have
been searching.
What alleviates my fear of writing,
of criticism, and elevates my confidence
to new levels.
I pick up the paper
assemble the words together,
I write,
“No matter what you write,
someone will love it.”
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Robert Burns: Hey, The Dusty Miller:
- Владимир Степанов – Мишка (Буква М)
- What the Moon Saw by Vachel Lindsay
- Владимир Маяковский – Теоретики
- Dead Men’s Love by Rupert Brooke
- Longing by Sara Teasdale
- Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is by William Shakespeare
- Beauty by Tony Hoagland
- Spilt Milk by William Butler Yeats
- 1914 V: The Soldier by Rupert Brooke
- Is Resume Writing Really That Important?
- Verses Left by Mr. Pope poem – Alexander Pope
- you witness my dying by Raj Arumugam
- English Poetry. Charles Wesley. Hark! A Voice Divides the Sky. Чарльз Уэсли.
- Владимир Костров – Смуту и безверье не приемль
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
