What happens to a poet
When the words go away?
Has their masterpiece been written?
Is there nothing left to say?
What causes sheets of paper
To be filled with empty lines?
What brings about these changes
To a poets soul and mind?
What makes inks of tender blue
Turn its hue so clear?
What happened to tears and laughter?
Did they just disappear?
How could this tragedy come about?
Could their heart even know it?
Is there an ending soon in sight?
Is there mercy for the pitiful poet?
~THE FLOWING PEN~