Sta.sh
in the still of the night,
when darkness shines bright,
and sounds echo through the night,
whispering stillness and fright.
the muse pounds deep in your heart,
like a drum of gargantuan parts,
with a beating of literate arts,
coming out like a fart :P
the calling of infinite wisdom,
the strength to pen without boredom,
summoning on creativity's own freedom,
and building a worded kingdom.
ON PAPER, on paper i say!
to those who need let their thoughts lay.
TO WRITE, to write you must!
before those thoughts turn to rust.
and thus your rhymes shall last :)
-medicontherun-
-inspired by: ~tarynsgate & ~trueinnerbeauty 1606 8/7/2008-
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