I can't write poems anymore...

Question

I can no longer recognize any unapparent truths, or find any new beauty. or just write any good poetry anymore! help.

Answer 1

Maby your not getting out enough.

Answer 2

Writer's block alert! I sympathize. Must be time to take a trip and go somewhere you haven't gone before, to get a new range of experience. I also get inspired looking at photographs by people around the world or in my home state, because they "see" things with their camera I haven't seen, and it makes me stop and look and think and appreciate. I like looking at the photo galleries on ksl.com for example, since I live in Utah. Or maybe it would help to take a break from writing for a week, or learn a new poetic form. I've already learned two new poetic forms this summer I didn't know before. It might also help to meet some new people or join a poetry society, if you aren't already in one, because sometimes just being around other people who write make you motivated to try, try again.

Answer 3

That IS a poem!

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Answer 4

Sometimes if you are a writer, you have to have something happen to write about;

I attempt to write songs, and when something really amazing or tragic has happened in my life I write the best ones.

Creativity is not something you can usually just have when you want to, especially when it comes to writing poems.

An Idea will come to you I'm sure, or you will go through something that makes you want to let it out.

Sit outside and just stare at the world, you will be inspired ;]

Answer 5

what u just said was poetic

"I can no longer recognize any unapparent truths, or find any new beauty"

By

You

Answer 6

its ok every good writer goes through writers block just use something close to u in you life and transfer it to paper it basically writes its self

Answer 7

get some fresh air man!!!....go too a place where a lot of freeky people

will be......and u will actually get inspiration(trust me it actually works)

well if u wright poems in my style

Answer 8

I felt the same exact way a couple of months ago, before I came across analysis poetry. You take any emotion, or line of thought and just start writing about its effects, and its results.

During my wasteland amusement, every beautiful subject out there seemed so dry and dull. I would ask my self, why write this, why when it so ordinary?? I noticed a few oasis of creativity, but came across them rarely. I didn't realize that the wasteland is a point in a writers journey, that soon only brings them to a forest. I am on the out-caves of it now my friend. You just need expanded upon the expandable.