..When the Ink dries.. N LitEnd & Phayme
N LitEnd 1st
Phayme 2nd
When the ink dries, I want the stains on the page to send cries
When the ink dries, I want the strains & the pains to let fly
.. When the Ink dries ..
When pen meets paper, trains of thought leave my minds station
Evoke inhibitions, contemplate, letting my thoughts find patience
I can feel the emotion pumping through my veins after every word
I come to life as I write, the inks not dry, the next deadly verb..
..occurs in scripture to deliver the next quiver, to set your eyes ablaze
In a daze, body and soul shiver, my hand shakes, my eyes glaze
For the time I’m writing, I’m free, there is nothing to hold me back
The art of writing takes over, every curve leads to show just that..
..what you wish to portray, can be done with a flick of the wrist
anger, sadness, happiness, loneliness .. anything .. tick off the list
When the Ink Dries..
..i want you to be able to feel my words, feel my passion, my emotion
the sentences strung together, that plays a sweet melody of devotion
the flow of motion, like liquid, my hand glides across the sleek page
with discrete rage, another line is created to show feeling on these days
mind takes flight to write scripture, destination: far from comprehensive
knocked on the back foot, other minds distorted, lost defences
for when when my ink dries, truth is told, not lies, I justify
there’s no boundaries, no edges, no walls, nothing to stop me, i just defy
this is how I feel when I write, I take flight, soaring high, time is tamed
how I feel when verse is done, ink is dry? Them moments, my life is changed
..When the Ink Dries..
The pen hits paper, My blood reaches its destination
The divine creation, Drying the ink in nothing more than a temptation
Without ink, my minds on vacation.. So I keep the pen on paper
Writings my life, So if the ink dries.. My blood will resemble it moments later
But the ink wont last forever, So as it dries, I become weak
So my writing technique resembles my life, So to speak
I just take the pen, jot down my thoughts, hoping the ink stays wet
So through my writing I pray im something my family wont forget
Just Pray...
That the ink is immortal, That I dont have to cross that portal
So to carry my life on, I take the pen hoping that my writings become mortal
Give them characteristics of me, Hoping to set my soul free
I write for my life, Hoping that one day Ill create a Jubilee
Just Pray..
That the ink will spare me, Even give me one more night
Because the minute the ink dries, Is the minute my soul dies
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