On July 4, 2013. Untitled

Sometimes when you just don't know what to write about, it sucks...

Your thoughts flow gushing like the falls, but no word comes

Nothing on a sheet, as you want to capture every blow of your brain

What would I write?  Maybe a novel soon -- more poems, more prayers, more essays or stories?

Publish ebooks or blog?  Make my lessons?  What?

Maybe about you -- thoughts of you ...


Make my clocks tick

But you are faraway

And my mouth is dry

And my heart turns into clay.

 /rosevoc2 on ishallwrite