Stares at him a blank page
Stares at him a blind rage
Stares at him a maddening pause
Stares at him an indeterminable cause
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Beautiful lines. The hidden shapes in the silence The picture fully drawn! Beautiful poem with good flow of words. Loved reading it.
From vagueness when a poem is born, from a blank canvas, when a masterpiece finally emerges, it is a moment of triumph for the artist! You have succeeded in bringing out the void and the resultant frustration felt by a creative artist at the beginning of his attempt and the final exultation over the glimpse of an astonishingly finished product! ! Great poem! A sure 10