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The Page
In front of me was a blank page
I stared at it as I wished I had words to put on it,
But nothing came into my mind.
When I looked besides me , I saw myself in the mirror
My reflection was so empty,
I looked like the blank page I had in front of me.
The pen I hand in my hand, dripped out the ink inside it messing up the whole page
Right at that moment, my life flashed right through my eyes
As I saw how my life was messed up, just like the blank page I had, now stained with ink.
For a moment I wished I was given a pencil
Then I would know that I can erase any wrong I have made
Looking closely on my now stained page
I saw the art created by the ink
It looked so precious,
I never needed any words to start with
I just had to do the unexpected
That is how my life was, a messed up one from a far
But yet a precious one when gazed closely
With that I painted a mesmerizing life
That spoke for its self.
© TES
I stared at it as I wished I had words to put on it,
But nothing came into my mind.
When I looked besides me , I saw myself in the mirror
My reflection was so empty,
I looked like the blank page I had in front of me.
The pen I hand in my hand, dripped out the ink inside it messing up the whole page
Right at that moment, my life flashed right through my eyes
As I saw how my life was messed up, just like the blank page I had, now stained with ink.
For a moment I wished I was given a pencil
Then I would know that I can erase any wrong I have made
Looking closely on my now stained page
I saw the art created by the ink
It looked so precious,
I never needed any words to start with
I just had to do the unexpected
That is how my life was, a messed up one from a far
But yet a precious one when gazed closely
With that I painted a mesmerizing life
That spoke for its self.
© TES
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