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Tuesday, April 30, 2024

I Will Still Write

When the earth crumbles
Or the skies melt
And the stylus between my fingers 
Can no longer be felt
I will still write 
I will write of my soul 
The ink in my veins
Will drizzle on parched roll

Words of affirmation 
Messages of hope
I will write of stories
That could help you cope

I will write of dreams
And of the glorious sun
I will still write of Life
Even when my words are mute
And heard by none
(I do, I still do) 

When the moon in me
Is in darkness from the sun
I will still write of Love
And of You, my quill will still go on.. 

In moments of hope
And also in despair
In the moments of sapphire night
And in the days of the beaming star
I will write of my wishes
And of destiny and dream
With You as my muse
Tales from the nib
Will continue to stream

Irrelevant and unrelatable
I will commit my thoughts to pen
It is my life blood
I will still write, time and again.

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A little something:

The following lines were almost there in the poem. However, in the last minute, I decided not to include them. What do you think: should they have been included? Comment your thoughts, please. 

When the light from the east is no more bright
And the moon succumbs to a heartbreaking plight
I will spun words of hope and tales of dreams
I will write of You, of Love, and let the stars alight.

When the rays from the east shines no more
And the moon, by death, has been spoken for
My words will sing, of Life's lore
My pen will still speak, of beauty and more.

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