Written by Editor

I can’t seem to build a castle, like I do

I can’t seem to mould a brick, it’s hard to do

I can’t seem to mix my thoughts, it’s glued

Neither can I speak to my pen, I’m muted

I can’t seem to sing my lyrics, it’s odd

I can’t seem to play my tunes, I lost the keys

The more I try to play the cards

The faster the table turns              

I heard it is called writer’s block

A block not needed in my court

My words seem to be gone

But my pen refuses to be gunned

Bye I say to you writer’s block

 Leave my court I need not a check       

About the author


Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.