*Pretty self explanatory this poem but maybe it means something different to you?
Silence rules my
brain today
No mumbles or words
do play
in vain
Sleeping words stay
silent still
For many days no
meaning real
What to say?
What to say
indeed?
No inspiration
does bleed…
Muffled voices
try to escape
Pleading to scream
for something
to say
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Posted in: Poetry
Eric Alagan
February 28, 2013
When we wonder what to say – we end up saying it
Darren Greenidge
February 28, 2013
A very nice reply Eric. I was struggling for inspiration or what to write so forced this one. I always look in the newspapers, watch the news, take in what goes on around me with family and friends but for the past few days my brain just doesn’t want to work. Maybe today shall be different.