Sometimes I don't feel like writing, Because I have already written about it before, But I haven't processed it completely, Which makes me want to write about it again, But I don't want to sound like a stopped clock, So, I try to find new ways to say that thing. And, also, Probably because I don't want you to know how I'm really feeling.

We have got to find our way, Up and sometimes away, That brings us right back where our heart stays, At peace, tranquil everyday.

I write I'm a cloud, I mean I hold on too much, I'm a floating paradox, I'm always flying away, Always trying to escape, I'm in between...

Aren't prompts supposed to make poetry easier to write? Then why is it so difficult for me to pick one and make my brain think of some...