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The Story Of The Story
The Story Of The Story
The mighty pen that wrote the fate
Of several generals
Kings and paupers alike
Lay weeping at the corner
With the blank paper alongside.
The nib reluctant to move
The ink dried in the pot
The ideas are thrown in the trash can
With stale stories to rot.
The heart leaped out
Fiddling with the pen
Shook the writer to the core
To stir his emotions.
Thus emotions rose up
Wiped the teary eyes
One can't hide
Both pain and pleasure
However, he tries.
The pen tossed and rolled
Nib too began to glide
The paper shook itself
Vigorously in pride.
The conscience held the pen
But argued and began to fight
How would the poet write
When the ink had all dried?
The soul stepped in now
Promised to be the ink
Support the poet's emotions
Even till the brink.
It dissolved itself as the ink
The mind secreted imagination
New ideas and innovation
Magic created thus produced
A story written with
Great perfection
