Writing My Destiny

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The pens I’ve saved,
From very many years;
Now write my words-
Of my smile n my tears.

The ink of my destiny,
Was resting till now
As if in waiting-
To support my silent vow.

Perhaps I had known:
So saving through years,
Maybe It’s Their Gratitude;
That their Ink is Now My tears.

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Submitted for Friday Flash 55

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30 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Leo
    Jun 25, 2011 @ 14:38:13

    I can relate to this so much, Olly! You just wrote a writer’s story! 🙂

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  2. Mama Zen
    Jun 25, 2011 @ 07:49:54

    Well done, Olivia!

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  3. Monkey Man
    Jun 25, 2011 @ 03:59:27

    So glad you repeated your 55 below the graphic. I was afraid my old eyes weren’t going to be able to finish it as it was.

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    • Olivia
      Jun 26, 2011 @ 11:19:09

      Aaaaw! I would have had to put a very big image if I had wanted you all to read through the image- so I just decided to type anyways.. 🙂
      Sunday hugs xox

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  4. Belinda
    Jun 25, 2011 @ 02:30:01

    Very nice, Olivia. That second stanza jumps out as a favorite.

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  5. libraryscene
    Jun 24, 2011 @ 23:57:12

    Beautifully stated 55, Olivia ~

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  6. Alice Audrey
    Jun 24, 2011 @ 21:35:59

    I probably looked like a dog while reading this. At the end, I caught myself tilting my head. lol. That last line is so sad, though.

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    • Olivia
      Jun 26, 2011 @ 11:30:11

      Thanks Auddie!
      Well If I say- the last line meant I pouring my heart out- maybe it won’t sound that sad. But the fact remains that I am giving all out that was in me- all that was not so pleasant.

      Sunday Hugs xoxox

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  7. joanny
    Jun 24, 2011 @ 21:18:45

    From nothing, a writer’s pen fashions magic—a mystical connection, from mind and heart through pen. Ink endures over time, possibly to be shared with a stranger in another century; where reader and writer come alive together for a space…as the words dance between them.

    joanny

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    • Olivia
      Jun 26, 2011 @ 11:32:30

      Touché
      I have written uncountable words about the same thing on my other blog.. Indeed! It’s like creating yet another dimension! It’s only a matter of realization.. soon we shall refer to it as yet another universe!

      Sending you millions of hugs xoxox

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  8. brian
    Jun 24, 2011 @ 16:00:19

    nice…love that middle section…i am glad you ink flows free olivia to bless us all…nice and artsy once again! smiles.

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  9. Steve Isaak
    Jun 24, 2011 @ 13:39:47

    Solid verses.

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  10. Pranavam Ravikumar a.k.a. Kochuravi
    Jun 24, 2011 @ 11:14:08

    Very beautiful thoughts…! “Pen is more sharper than sword”

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  11. G-Man
    Jun 24, 2011 @ 10:31:41

    Olivia…
    You have a better command of the English language than most Americans.
    Fantastic 55 My Friend.
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End.

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  12. deadpoet88
    Jun 23, 2011 @ 20:25:44

    So beautiful! Your words speak the song of every writer. Well written Olivia!

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  13. ladynimue
    Jun 23, 2011 @ 04:05:55

    Sad !
    and yet i can feel the words echo in ym heart …

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  14. literatelibran
    Jun 23, 2011 @ 00:13:40

    This is beautiful.

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  15. Kavita
    Jun 23, 2011 @ 00:06:24

    Amen to that, girl!! And may that ink flow… into the hearts of the ones bleeding with thoughts.. and may it nourish the souls hungry for words…

    Hugs and Love!!

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    • Olivia
      Jun 24, 2011 @ 10:04:54

      Thanks a very big bunch you wonderful friend!
      Everything is falling in place now- no wonder why I loved to collect pens 😀

      Sending many Lovies your way xoxoxox

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