• john_solomon 36w

    When, my skills went away
    I felt so betrayed
    By their subtle escape
    So, I took out my pen
    And tried it again
    Here's how it went...

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    I, was a budding star
    I set a high bar
    My words traveled far

    With my pen strokes
    I sent art round the globe
    I put on a show

    Now, I'm an empty shell
    I'm in a writing hell
    Who cast this spell

    But, my peers are so kind
    They always remind
    In time I'll be back in my prime

    So, I have no doubt
    I'll write my way out
    Of this poetic drought