We were sitting together yesterday again,
Mr. Writer’s Block and me,
Love is like a beautiful horizon I began,
Not really said he.
My pen swayed and I dropped it down,
As my words failed and no thoughts could be formed by my mind,
Mr. WB looked elated as I stared at him in despair,
He had again succeeded in blocking my word flow and tide.
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You know it’s fine, said he,
I pay a visit to every writer now and then,
Why don’t you just welcome me and let me be?
I haven’t visited my blog in days, I say,
Do you realise despite trying to be regular how erratic I seem?
All thanks to you, if truth be said.
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I looked at Mr. WB infuriated,
As he sat there sipping his tea,
I was sure he was smirking behind that cuppa.
He observed me for a while,
Glancing over his cup of tea,
I will leave in a few days said he,
Till then, there is not much you can do about it,
Can’t we be friends till I decide to leave?
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I left the room in a huff,
Deciding to roam on the roof,
Looking for inspiration in the sky and the trees,
Cursing Mr. WB whole heartedly.
This was when the breeze whispered to me,
Hey, she said, fallen in love again? Heart been broken again?
or Feeling alone again?
None of these, I replied, just that Mr. WB is on a long visit it seems.
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The breeze broke into a laugh,
I pouted at her angrily,
My book is soon to be out, I say,
I need to stay regular, you know.
She thought it through with lots of aahs and hmms,
She discussed with the trees and the skies,
At last she made her way to me and said,
Ever tried making Mr. WB your muse?
Give it a try you just might become allies.
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I was lost in thought as I came down from the roof,
Mr. WB was still sipping his tea,
Will you be my muse? I ask,
That will be new, he laughs,
So this childish poem was the end result,
When Mr. WB became my muse.
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The better part was we became bosom friends,
We ate and drank together,
And the best part was I saw him off later,
He seemed quite pleased as he said his goodbyes,
Next time he probably won’t visit without a prior call again,
But its Mr. WB and with him we can never be sure!
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All Rights Reserved. Vanya Rajwar (VRa).
The Soul’s UrgeΒ©|2020
Way to turn a frustrating nuisance into an ally. Also, good seeing you around again.
Aahh trust me it was infuriating!!
Thankyou!!! πΈβ₯οΈ
Very clever…it seems to have worked. βΊοΈ
Haha! Thanks. Yes, I hope it has finally bid farewell!
Good to see you back – and I hope you know WB got defeated by you miserably
Thankyou!!!
And I really hope it doesn’t pay a visit ever again!!
I hope so too. πΈ
Do go through my latest post!! Its the ‘table of contents’ of my book!!
I have not. Will do it today
Thankyou so much!! Means a lot. π
Absolutely. Take care
This is very clever, and needed an additional share..
https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/06/03/mr-wb-writers-block-vanya-rajwar-the-souls-urge/
full credit given, of course. π Cheers and thanks for posting.
Ahhh!! Thankyou so very much for the repost!!! Glad you liked it!!! πΈβ₯οΈ
Wow…Such an amazing poem…Welcome back author…So happy to see you
Glad you liked it! Thank you so much!!!
And also thanks for the warm welcome!
Your welcome Vanya….
Its my pleasure connecting with you….
Happy Blogging….
Same here!! π πΌ
A good one. Thank you. Write your book in your head. Over and over again. When it’s finished in your head you can sit down and write. And you’ll never see Mr. WB Esq. again.
Thankyou for the beautiful read.
Well my book is all but done! Will be out soon! Hope you will read it too and keep supporting me!!
And I really hope to never see Mr. WB again!!!
If you do, treat him with humour like you just did. Take care.
I guess I will have to. Haha!
wowww, so beautifully expressed. This was something unusual I came across today. Very glad to find your blog. and OMG Mr. WB, hehehee
Haha! Thankyou so very much!
I am glad you liked my personification of Mr. WB!! πΈ
Followed you for such future posts. BTW, I have started blogging recently and I would be happy if you can visit my blog and give your invaluable feedback on my content. Thanks
Thankyou so much for following my blog. Means a lot.
I will make sure to visit. πΈβ€οΈ