I don't know when to stop
When to stop my pen from
Bleeding down verses
I don't know how to stop
How to stop writing about
Blessings and curses
I don't know why to stop
Why to stop writing about
The wrongs and rights
I don't know why should
I stop writing about the poor
And their perpetual fights
I don't know where to stop
Where to pull away my pen
And close the cap
I don't know to write down
My thoughts if ever I can
Pull back my step
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I don't know why to stop Why to stop writing about The wrongs and rights I don't know why should I stop writing about the poor And their perpetual fights A very beautiful write on writing Sir. Lovely sharing. Writing is like your breathing, it would never stop. 10+++ for the sharing. Subhas
Thanks so much Sir. I am glad you enjoyed the poem.