Poem #250

You are asking too much of me.
I don’t have the words to write anymore,
you drained the author in me.
If love cannot be described in verses
is it even love anymore?
Let me go, I need to find new ground.
A poet without inspiration is like a sea
without salt, it isn’t natural.
Let me go, I need to find a place where
my words can be safe again.

2 thoughts on “Poem #250

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.