Write Well

Poem by: wasi abbas

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Submitted: September 23, 2010

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Finding no word to write,

My pen into pieces I tore.

High in contest I wanted to score,

In sixes and seven I was at four.

Writing passionately I loved to the core,

Yet coudn't print a word to lure.

I did not sleep for my emotions to pour,

Look into my eyes, they are sore.

Don't disappoint me, I am sure,

I can write, my wishes are pure.

I do not need a fare so thorough,

Let me thick forest to pass through.

I want a while to wander to and fro,

I'm not careless, my relatoins: sis and bro.

I salute those who write more and more,

My pen into pieces now i tore.


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