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Reluctant to Obey destiny’s call, The voice from within me re-echoed Loud as never to ignite mine passion To in me trigger an avid obligation Write on was the command I looked around keenly to see From whence came the urge Before long I realized that The scary charge was within Write on without hesitation Then I knew there was a task Gigantic in nature waiting I cogitated on how to initiate And realized it was pragmatic Write on the time is now The command again came to me The urgency of the task ahead, Was in it undoubtedly spelled out And now am left but with one thing To start writing on as commanded Write on for there is inspiration Pages never can contain the fountain Of knowledge lying latent in you Dare to take the golden pen to Your thoughts & imaginations pen down And be so much amazed at the outcome Which to many shall be a resource I reached out for pen & paper Pondered a while to receive inspiration Affixing pen on paper I began to write As I dare took the challenge insight abounded My pen had became unstoppable My ink flew unceasingly to document facts I sort to halt and rest but no way Passion to finish the task had consumed me I wrote on what should become masterpiece If I had ventured to stop the call The volumes of wisdom would exist not For eternity would have me swallowed up Knowledge in me would have been wasted If I never heed to the call to write on The cemetery would have grown richer With my joining those who refused to write on.
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 11:25 AM UTC
Write On
Reluctant to Obey destiny’s call, The voice from within me re-echoed Loud as never to ignite mine passion To in me trigger an avid obligation Write on was the command I looked around keenly to see From whence came the urge Before long I realized that The scary charge was within Write on without hesitation Then I knew there was a task Gigantic in nature waiting I cogitated on how to initiate And realized it was pragmatic Write on the time is now The command again came to me The urgency of the task ahead, Was in it undoubtedly spelled out And now am left but with one thing To start writing on as commanded Write on for there is inspiration Pages never can contain the fountain Of knowledge lying latent in you Dare to take the golden pen to Your thoughts & imaginations pen down And be so much amazed at the outcome Which to many shall be a resource I reached out for pen & paper Pondered a while to receive inspiration Affixing pen on paper I began to write As I dare took the challenge insight abounded My pen had became unstoppable My ink flew unceasingly to document facts I sort to halt and rest but no way Passion to finish the task had consumed me I wrote on what should become masterpiece If I had ventured to stop the call The volumes of wisdom would exist not For eternity would have me swallowed up Knowledge in me would have been wasted If I never heed to the call to write on The cemetery would have grown richer With my joining those who refused to write on.
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 11:25 AM UTC
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