Genre: Rhyme, Artist
The Writers Curse by Ganzart
The writers curse
Tagging around like a lady’s purse
Set to always sail on the seas of fiction
continuously sipping of self-deception
Alone is the crew on the ship of imagination
Hands chained by the illusions of his mind
Bound to always fall for the “one of a kind”
Yet in his pocket lies the key to the solution he never finds
In his greatest fear lies his wealth n treasure
The power of his words he still can’t measure
And their inevitable outcomes pain or pleasure
sinking deeply in the beauty of art
If wishes were horses , carved on the walls of his heart .
You can’t help the tearing apart
When the pen and paper have to part.
The sweet seas of fantasy
were all just a mistress
That sour cold reality
Is the jealous wife in he kisses.
The writers…
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