Am a writer with nothing to write.
Confused about the work of a writer.
My mind is clear of words as a new born baby.
I look on the sheet but nothing comes out of my pen.
I'm a writer with nothing to write.
Scrambled sheet covers my floor.
With nothing new to write I creep into darkness.
My mind was full of art as a young writer.
But now a blank page I now have.
©kimpra
K