Inspiration, where are you?

Inspiration where are you?
Did you hide in the....?
~wind blowing on my face?
~the nature around me?
~the babbling water in the brook?
~the birds singing above the trees?
~the rocks I kick when I'm bored?
~the smiles of people I meet?
~the arguments I have with other people everyday?
~the song I keep replaying in my Mp3?
~the guy I was captivated with?
~the anime I was addicted to?
~the classrooom where my graded life was?
~or Maybe from God above

Author's Note

please review, it's alright even though it's negative or not....

Reviews

[Writer #00]

We all feel this way (well, I do sometimes, at least) when it seems that we just can't feel inspired to (in my case write...draw, sometimes) or do whatever it is we have been gifted with. I love how you emphasized the mundane ("that anime I was addicted to?" haha! : ) ) , searching the everyday life for where inspiration might be hiding. Great last line, leaving off the question mark and any punctuation so that acknowledging God as the giver of inspiration was neither a declaration nor an interrogation, simply something that is. Well done, it was nice to read.

[Rhianne Ney]

Thanks again.Nice pointing out my point (:

[Writer #00]

No problem again, just making sure I understood it properly, haha : )

[Rhianne Ney]

Yeah, it is fine

[∠( ᐛ 」..]

I liked this poem, its full of thoughts and questions.
Excellent job!
100/100

[Rhianne Ney]

Thanks for the comment, i'm feeling more encouraged now (:

[∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿]

I'm glad you are :)