A Blank Page (poem)
Hey all! Coco here! I was just going through some of my notebooks and I saw a poem that I wrote, and thought that maybe someone would care to read it. I’d appreciate it if you told me what you thought [not what I want to hear, but in a constructive way of course], like I said before, I love writing so I really want to improve my skills.
Well, here goes nothing!
A blank page.
A blank soul.
A blank life.
A blank stare.
If you stain the page with ink,
Be prepared to feel the consequences.
If you stab your heart with a pen,
I heard creativity flows out.
but for now, all it is is a virgin page,
a life with no name,
a heart with no face,
a rain storm with no clouds.
Yeah, well, I’m not very good at freestyle, I have no idea how to type it or anything, but it was one of those poems where the words just trickle out through the hand with no help from me or the pen. So, if you have any comments, suggestions, awesome poems that you made yourself, or anything at all, feel free to type a reply comment thinger!! :D