its funny how having writer's block doesn't mean u can't write at all.. |
Here am again back at my poetic easel Tryin to figure out how to paint another masterpiece lyrically Without soundin like other another artist I'm haunted By flashbulb echoes of hues untouched But my brush refuses to release these colors Stubbornly holding back my mind Like it has the key to my creativeness. Imprisoning my words Who sit ready to spill out across the canvas Awaitin the written verdict So they can riot again like they did back in L.A Hhmmm what do i want to say Should I setup a more erotic approach keys stroked seductively Aimed to mentally make the ladies softly caressed their throats Lock there knees and look around in shy anticipation For the verbal release that lies only a ink spot away Or should I play across the page in a more gritty manner and enrage the inner warrior in all of us Slashing out metaphors and hyperboles That will leave you ready to march and cry out for our FREEDOM!! Hmmm, maybe i should take a more subtle, complex approach Sublimally painting in sly references that you would have to view this from different angles just to glimpse my true meaning What do I do I cant seem to decide. Sigh.. well let me sit back on this blank canvas I'll struggle a bit more, but I'll eventually decide on what I want to say |