Writer: Mariam Elsanabary
Editor: Ahmed Ashry
Poems??
I wrote those before
Some were happy, some were sore
But I still want to write more
The day I couldn’t write I stopped breathing
The hot air was begging me to stop freezing
Some would call it a writer’s block,
But what should I do then at 3 o’clock
Other than remembering some old days?
So I keep saying it’s just a phase
I stare at the ceilings and count the days
I seemingly hold the pen but is all in vain
I keep reading words I wish I would have written
Watching funny videos of some kittens
Searching for ways of a happy ending
Rewatch movies I have been recommending
Just to pass those dull nights
Being a writer has its price
If I zone out you should know
There are stories in my mind that I can’t ignore
Once I hold my pen I’ll draw you the words of pure brutality
Another drawing of some fantasy
A world which you have never imagined
I’ll bring back the ones you’ve loved
I will kill the ones you hate
Anything you want I can create
And even though I hate my writer’s block
It gives me time to go out and look
Outside of my mind where I am lost
In to the real world where I can be found
