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