Recovering P.O.W (Prisoner of Words UnSaid)

What can I say?

Where do I begin?

As I sit outside in my backyard watching my little Bella play in the snow.
I’m trying to find the words.

Not sure where this post will take me. I’m just trying to find the words.

Six hours have passed since I wrote those first few lines
I’m still trying to find the words.

I thought you’d give me guidance, but you say you have none to spare
As I continue to try to find the words

It was said, ” A closed mouth don’t get fed,” as I open my mouth to speak, I stop because,
I’m trying to find the words

In my mind, I see the words so clearly, I can comprehend them,
But fail at translating them for you to understand the meaning
still, Iย search for the words

What is holding my words captive? How do I end this cycle of being a ‘POW’
Prisoner Of Words…

(To be continued…)

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  1. what a lovely and well written poem… I’m really suck at this one.. i don’t know.. maybe I really have no sense of poetry in me.. but every time I try to write a poem.. nothing really comes out on my mind.. maybe I need an inspiration hehe

  2. That is a very good start to figuring out where the words have gone. Writers get this all too often. You got this.

  3. A lovely poem, the struggle to find those perfect words to fit, especially in relation to a loved one can Ben so hard to put into words. I am very much looking forward to reading the next part.

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