Here I was questioning
Closed in a lonely night
My mind contemplating
Before I began to write

Why was it I pondered
Inspiration disappeared
A mind wanting to write
It is what I had feared

Knowing I am capable
Shadows float wistfully
Still sat here pondering
What is wrong with me

In writing this all down
With aching heart to try
Inspiration had left me
I’m left to ponder why

Pensive was the mood
Of sadly searching you
I know not the reasons
My heart was left blue

It was never goodbyes
Only a fading gradually
Alone with my thoughts
Pondering where is he

Hope ©2001