WRITING OBSTACLE

Create a dialogue scene between an artist and their muse.

The way an Artist loves their muse

Do you love me

The muse asks the artist

To which they respond

With a simple yes


The muse seems displeased

With the lack of words uttered

And seems to beg for more

Which frustrates the artist


They set down their brush

And look into the muses eyes

Do you love me

They ask back


The muse looks down to the floor

Unable to answer

When words finally apear

To the lips of the muse

They are not what you would assume


I do not love you

For you are just the artist

The one who works to my will

Because when people look at your canvas

They see me

And not you


The artist looks upset

But says nothing more

This has happened too many times before


The poet looks at their past

Wondering what went wrong

Knowing something happened along the way

But time ago could be long


So the poet looks at their work

and asks in a hushed tone

Do you love me?

And the poem answers slyly


I do not love you

For you are merely my creator

I am grateful for your contribution

But I do not love you

For more than thats worth


The poet knew the answer

Even before the ask

Though still defeated

By the answer of a bash


The singer looks to the crowd

And their eyes brim with tears

They do not know what they are doing

But they love through the fear


The crowd screams

Do you love us

And the singer answers with truth

Yes, always, I love you


They sing and dance

But the question lingers in their head

Well do you love me

The singer asks the crowd


They shout a deafening no

With an explanation just as cruel

We don’t love you for more than face value

We love your looks and your music

But not who you are


The singer seems defeated

And dosent sing another song


The teacher looks to their pupils

And announces

their ever growing love

The students

Give a blank stare

And some even glare


Well do you love me

The teachers asks with wavering glee

They respond so abruptly

So shockingly fast


No we don’t love you

For we don’t like how you teach

How you preach us numbers and facts

We only fake it

to keep up the act


The teacher doesn’t push

Though upset by their words

She continues to teach

Till her brain starts to hurt


The Reader looks to the author

And says

You are the reason for my writing

My joy and my being


I love you

Your work and your words

They ask

In a pleading tone

Do you love me


The author looks smug

With an answer as such

No I don’t love you

You are just one of many

A person in the pile

One I can ignore


The reader seems defeated

The authors books will they burn

They never realized how much words can hurt


The artist looks at the muse

With a pondering expression

Preparing to ask once more

Do you love me


The muse agitated now

Replies with a no

And a frown

The artist wants to push

Though they now know the answer:


You cant force someone to love you

You can’t force someone to accept you

You can’t force someone to respect you

But you still must do all three

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