Stumped

I have so much to say
I know it is there
On the tip of my tongue
But oh the despair

They sit there all laughing
Having their own private joke
Because they won't leave my mind
and enter the pen stroke

Oh they tease and the tempt
Promise me much
But like that innocent maiden
not giving me such

I said I would do this
A poem a day
and yet already
I am starting to sway..

So words I beg You
start dancing about
sing me your songs
give out a shout

© Shauni