The days were long incorporating my only will
as time immortal dragged tastelessly at my sole
Giving hope to my mind as time went by
but shortening the days of truth
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Beautiful poem. Craft of poetry indeed leaves much to be learnt. An endless reservoir of thoughts and emotions we have - so often tangled inside.... You have weaved beautifully in a single poem.
An excellent poem on writing - a 10