Poetry: Pressure

Blank pages wait for me

to fill them with

fragments of uncountable words

Blank pages wait for my pen

to run around them

I feel that

they are glaring at me,

and I hear their voices resounding

<Fill me with your ink.

Fill me with your tears.>

I'm exposed to their pressure,

and I dive into a slump

My pen stops,


words become haze

I'm sorry, blank pages

I need time,

not pressure

Yuu Ikeda is a Japan based poet. She loves writing, reading mystery novels, and drinking sugary coffee.

She writes poetry on her website https://poetryandcoffeedays.wordpress.com

Her published poems are “On the Bed” in Nymphs, “Seeds” in Tealight Press, “Dawn” in Poetry and Covid,

and more.