I write,
Because one day,
When I will be too old to write,
Or decide to take some different path,
When my voice will be too frail to hear,
When words will fail me and veer.
On such times,
When shadows from past,
Will be invisible and gone,
Maybe my verses will,
Live the times,
To reinvigorate the memories,
And spread the chimes,
And when someone will casually rhyme my prose,
I will live forever in those transient thoughts.
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Wow. Yes you will..i I love that so much 😍
nice…
Thank you Aman 🙏
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Very true and profound. As a poet and writers, we live through our words. Every single time a word, a verse is recited it infuses the energy in our soul, living or dead.
Well, one of my reasons to write poetry as well.
Great souls speaks the same language. Thank you for reading 😊
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When shadows from past,
Will be invisible and gone,
Maybe my verses will,
Live the times
wow wow wow
Powerful!
Thanks so much Bhavna. I am truly humbled
Thanks so much
Most welcome!
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Wow, Shantanu!! I really loved this!! I love poems and writings on writing! Your words captured my feelings exactly!!! Bravo, My Friend, Bravo!!!
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