Muse

[ember turret]

In a world that seeks to tumble and abuse
In a house with four walls and no views
People who stumble and seek to use
I am just a man who’s lost his muse

Day by day we are shocked by the news
Where men die out, no longer singing the blues
Falsehoods and beliefs that are just a ruse
I think and dream of the ones who were my muse

Emotions and thoughts that I cannot refuse
That threaten to blow like a bomb’s fuse
Hate and sadness are all I produce
I no longer seek to amuse

My heart lies shattered, broken and bruised
Thinking of everything I stand to lose
What now shall I choose?
Or was I always meant to lose my muse?

With these words I decide to infuse
Pain and sorrow I cannot diffuse
Like nails driven into my flesh, or screws
I sit helplessly letting it ooze

A talent I wish not to misuse
I fear becoming a recluse
I worry what it is I will produce
Now that I am without my muse

[shy wadi]

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[deft laurel]

Very well written! Especially your rhyme, assonance, meter, and diction 🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻-snaps- I can tell that it was written very intentionally

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[ember turret]

Yeah, I’ve always had someone as a subject of my poems and songs, but now that I’m no longer chasing fleeting emotions or attempting to fill a hole with affection I have found myself without said muse. It’s negatively impacted my writing, but my mental health is overall better.

Long story short, to chase a new muse would also be chasing more pain and I’m trying to avoid both currently.

Yap yap yap, I miss writing but not what motivated me to write.

[deft laurel]

Im sorry to hear that- I'm glad you're feeling better though

[karmic gate]

Day by day we are shocked by the news
Where men die out, no longer singing the blues
Falsehoods and beliefs that are just a ruse
I think and dream of the ones who were my muse ❤️ 🔥

[bold cloud]

This piece is superb and very well written
I empathise with your motive and wish you all the best. I hope that more than a muse, you find someone who can meet your love and that also makes you capable of writing wonderful poems like this.

thank you for the tag @deft laurel

[ember turret]

The law of equivalent exchange…
I do feel better in a general sense, that being said I do miss what once was

[ember turret]

Watching the news isn’t something I enjoy due to how negative it typically is, I try and avoid it as much as possible.

I love the blues but it doesn’t feel like people make such music as often nowadays and it’s a tragedy.

People use lies and beliefs to further agendas and divide mankind in a truly horrible way. Everything must be taken with a grain of salt because everyone seems to have an agenda they want pushed.

I miss people I was once close to, women and friends. Losing a friend is one of the worst experiences I’ve ever dealt with, it’s tragic how fragile human existence is and how easily life is lost due to mistakes and bad decisions.

Some of the motivations for these lines, hopefully it resonates with you like it did me.

[ember turret]

I truly appreciate your support. My muses are not only romantic interests, but also friends and the everyday beauty I have the privilege of experiencing. I’ve stepped back from dating due to some recent unfavorable outcomes. I’ve also lost friends recently, either to addiction or to tragic events.

I haven’t been writing much these past few weeks, and when I do begin, I often find myself slipping into a darker headspace. When I write, what I’m truly feeling tends to surface and embed itself into what I’m trying to share.

However, I don’t want to be a source of negativity, either in my personal life or in my writing. I’d rather spread joy than sorrow, even if sorrow has its own refining qualities

[gray wing]

Wonderful! @ember turret has just progressed to level 6!

[bold cloud]

I did take it for a romantic interest, but love does take a lot of shapes, I'm really sorry for what you're going through, I hope you stay strong and can manage all that.

Not in drastic way, but I've been losing ties with many people that once meant a whole lot to me and if that hurts I can't even image what you're going through.

Please stay strong and if you need someone to talk to, know that we are all here for you. My DMs are open if you need sending all the love

[ember turret]

It is, in large part, about romantic interest. However, the line ‘where men die out, no longer singing the blues’ is a reference to a close friend of mine—someone I consider a brother—who recently passed away from an overdose. He was an incredible musician, playing bass guitar as well as acoustic and electric, and we used to talk about music often. The world feels a little sadder without him in it.

On the subject of losing touch with friends, I’ve come to understand how painful that can be as well. I learned early on that some people aren’t meant to stay in our lives forever, but instead pass through to teach us something about ourselves. Growing apart hurts, but it’s a natural part of growing.

Cherish the memories, but don’t dwell on the past. Let people come and go, knowing that even if you grow apart, they remain a part of you—and you of them. In many ways, we are an accumulation of everyone we’ve known and loved.

I might make growing pains a subject of a new poem, so for that motivation I thank you. Sorry you are going through this as well, things get better and sometimes you reconnect. Some of my best friends are people I was super close with, grew apart, then once again found each other. It’s a privilege to see how much people change and grow during your time apart.

[deft laurel]

You're welcome!

[ember turret]

Thank you for sharing my poem, it’s gotten quite a bit of love and I’m glad people can resonate with it