Empty Pen

Empty Pen

A Poem by Mirra

And as the moon abandoned the sky,
Darkness swept the light.
What was a town of noise and buzz,
Now a roaring silence blast.

I sipped as the sweet aroma suffocated the air,
Waited and lingered long on this chair.
Lost in words, looking for anything to share,
In love with how the pen dance with flair.

Failed to unearth a thought to write,
Black and white, everything collide.
Numb is the mind there's nothing to craft.
Still I indulged once more until the last ink drop.

Palms and hands are throbbing in pain,
Letters pouring down the vein.
Ideas to quietness has drained,
A blank canvass without anything to paint.

Black curves fell in a fathomed hole,
Lost in lines, not a word to say.
Hunger for a piece strike the soul,
The heart wants but the pen won't convey.

© 2014 Mirra


Author's Note

Mirra
Wrote this on a moonless night, while my eyes searched and wandered for any inspiration and instead I came up with this. Reviews are more than welcome ^_^

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I love that first stanza. Keep 'em coming.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lover the irony in this piece.. Amzaing that you can make something this artistic when the subject matter is essentially artist's block..

I prefer the line

Failed to unearth a thought to write,
Black and white, everything collide.
Numb is the mind there's nothing to craft.
Still I indulged once more until the last ink drop.

As writing is my chosen form of expression..



Posted 9 Years Ago


Mirra

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much!! Glad you like it ^_^
'And as the moon abandoned the sky,
Darkness swept the light.
What was a town of noise and buzz,
Now a roaring silence blast.'
Wonderful! Who can write like this without having a flair! You have got that thing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mirra

9 Years Ago

I am honored, thanks for the review Rehan ^_^
Rehan Roy

9 Years Ago

My pleasure :)
Terrific write about a stifled creative process! I especially loved the following lines:
"I sipped as the sweet aroma suffocated the air,"
"A blank canvass without anything to paint."
"Lost in lines, not a word to say."
"The heart wants but the pen won't convey."


NOTES: The Courier font isn't an easy one to follow. I actually surfed onto this page when I saw a post about it, but back off again because of the font; it's just too hard on my aging eyes. I came back to it because of a couple of there posts about it from folks I know here who had good things to say about it. I world in print publications -- in design -- and Courier is almost never used because of the way that font face tracking and character spacing works. Times New Roman, Palatino, and Georgia are the preferred serif font faces for bodies of text in publishing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mirra

9 Years Ago

I'll keep that in mind, thank you. I truly appreciate it :-)
MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

You're welcome.
You are truly talented.
Brilliant penmanship.
I don't know why but the poem kinnda captivated me.

Well done.

Thank you for sharing.
-Angad

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mirra

9 Years Ago

Glad you liked it, thank you for the great review ^_^
Angad Waraich

9 Years Ago

The pleasure was mine.
Black curves fell in a fathomed hole,
Lost in lines, not a word to say.
Hunger for a piece strike the soul,
The heart wants but the pen won't convey.

Wow … some great penning, Ink.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mirra

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the review :-)

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Mirra
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