Shit!
I ain't able to narrate
or differentiate
between
what I love and hate.
And the sad thing is
I don't sense
the feelings
bottled inside,
breathing.
-
Blah, blah, blah, blah!
This week was both blessed and challenging.
I shouldn't complain nor
Do I want to.
Why do I feel so blah!
I hate it.
Uninspired.
Can't think.
I just want to curl up into a ball
And sleep the week away.
Oh, but how unhappy that would
Also make me feel.
I would miss out on my daughters
Giggles and smiles and my family.
But having a small retreat would
Be nice.
Maybe sleep is all I need for
A day or two.
Blah, blah, blah.-
As I was writing a tale of being uninspired
I found the inspiration I was looking for.-
I want to write a poem,
But today i'd no muse...
Thinking had no use,
Emotions also refuse,
Thoughts unconscious,
And I'm out of words...
It's felt like I am lost.-
Uninspired
Today, I'm uninspired,
I haven't got a clue,
Of who,
or where,
or how,
or why,
Or what I'm meant to do...-
You can copy Quantity,
Not Quality,
As it Requires a Spark called Inspiration/Talent...-
In this world
were everyone runs to reach
"Nowhere". Be
the one who works their ass off 24/7 to
reach "Somewhere".-
The week went by still
nothing new could bring down
the wall of this ennui.
Is it only me or
Do you feel the same
While scribbling those poetry.-
Rare as a pearl in a shell,
Overwhelming stories to tell,
Parallel universe is where they dwell,
Living in an undervalued, deprived, mocked, uninspired hell.-