Shalom Freedman

I Could Not Write

I could not write
Almost a whole day had gone by
Then suddenly the words came
And I write now
Only to write
Once again
My own insignificance in writing
And prove
I need writing more
Then the world of writing needs me
And my writing has as much meaning for me
As a game I play against myself
In which victory is in just the playing.

Topic(s) of this poem: life, writing

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 26, 2020

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (8/26/2020 11:39:00 PM)

    If you could not write today, it does not matter. You can write it tomorrow. This poem is very brilliantly and amazingly penned.

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  • Khairul AhsanKhairul Ahsan (8/26/2020 9:17:00 PM)

    Enigmatic!
    'In which victory is in just the playing' - True. The poem ends so beautifully!

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  • Ace Of Black HeartsAce Of Black Hearts (8/26/2020 8:46:00 PM)

    Nice poem, I can so relate to the need write more then writing needs me.

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