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man's ink rarely dries
till he finally and physically
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...all watch as he lies Till the last He continues and tries Squeezing even last bit For the one he dreamt To paint the picture That never fade Ever since it got entwined Deep down in his soul The ink of man Never dries again Until the world around Admire him there on Step by step upto light That is meant to glow forever. Good perception. Admirations and appreciation.
Very inspirational. A poet must keep poeting until his last last poem. Then its " lonely moment"
dying was he did you say he lives on.... //.... The poem does impress with its thoughtful images and the depth of expression. Thanks for sharing.