I didn’t follow any prompts today because I’ve been emotionally and creatively drained, for some reason. It just didn’t make sense to push myself into writing something worthless, so here’s a little something I wrote, spun from my current thoughts.
Also, since you’re here, go visit my best friends’ pages, Kittu’s Modern Mixtape, and Amour Infini. They’re wonderful writers and I am so glad to be doing NaPoWriMo with them, this year.
Happy reading! Xx
If the only end
My words shall ever know
Is when Judgement comes,
I wonder,
What mark I shall ever leave?
No eyes admire my canvas,
Nor any, my words–
What mark could they ever make,
If the only art that survives Doom
Is one that is deemed timeless,
One that is deemed great?
And perhaps,
The only marks I shall leave
Would be in the shores I walked,
The name carved in the willow’s bark,
In a few words that’ll never see
The light of the day,
And in meaningless scribbles
Where wits fail.
What mark would I ever leave
When its my time to lie in the grave?
~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.
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