Where is creativity,
The home of escape?
Time out of mind,
Every stroke a click,
The clock on the wall,
Bleeding out the rhyme,
Each of us trapped,
The desk a prison,
Exhausted we fall,
A bed a mercy,
Lost seconds add,
Tears on the pillow,
Only superhuman,
Fight for life,
Clawed upwards,
For the sun!
Take my hand,
We have won,
An open window,
Breathe anew,
I am grateful,
My love for you.
About the Creator
Jamye Sharp
Oregon writer, trying to have some fun and improve my craft.
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in the best possible way. I love it!
Such a lovely read
I love the zooming in and out effect of this poem, especially with this line ~The clock on the wall, Bleeding out the rhyme~ My brain finds it addicting, it's like a reward. But aside from that it also shows the very real process of writing, like you said it is like bleeding out the rhyme. I can relate to the desk being a prison, I can't move when I am in the writing zone, if I do then I lose everything and it's a pain when I do. But having someone there makes it better, well done this was absolutely amazing 👏
Beautiful and I feel the deep emotion.
Am thinking...this is what love should be, together through the weal and woe.