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Poems About Poetry/Writing If I haden't a thought,
I'd be wandering lost.
My mind would be wasted,
jumbled and tossed.
If I couldn't put down,
what I was trying to say,
my fertile imagination,
would wither away.
If I wasn't able to express,
my feelings like this,
they'd be aimlessly drifting,
in a silent abyss.
If I could never explain,
by way of my pen,
it would be like depriving myself,
of vital oxygen.
I'd be a voiceless void,
were I without words.
A mute minded poet,
that would never be heard.
I totally agree. As a writer I feel it's my duty to put something on paper, even when I have that god awful writer's block. This poem pretty much describes how I feel about writing. Great poem, thanks for sharing.