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A Poet's Origin
At first,
My hands were fueled by an emotion
And a person
So I wrote
Smoothly like the rain
It came
Now I continue to write
One source lost from me
And the other in utter confusion
What do my hands operate on?
That, I do not know
Well, for now
Till then
Wallow in my writing
Lacking emotion?
I know there's something
What it is?
Might not be of importance
You shall keep writing
They work on something
In time,
Like crystal it will be
My hands and their source
One entity, now known
© thekhan
Day 004/100
#the100writingmarathon
My hands were fueled by an emotion
And a person
So I wrote
Smoothly like the rain
It came
Now I continue to write
One source lost from me
And the other in utter confusion
What do my hands operate on?
That, I do not know
Well, for now
Till then
Wallow in my writing
Lacking emotion?
I know there's something
What it is?
Might not be of importance
You shall keep writing
They work on something
In time,
Like crystal it will be
My hands and their source
One entity, now known
© thekhan
Day 004/100
#the100writingmarathon
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