I WRITE



I WRITE

Look not my face, there lies my fear
Look not my stature, for I have no huge chest
Look not my heart, there lies my cares
Just look my hand, there lies my strength

I speak, no one hears for my voice is light
I run but overtook, for my strength is feeble
I marched with low pace; I was not too far from the start
I write; everyone runs, for fire blaze from my riddles

My pen I use as my compatriot
In theirs come common thoughts: they’re all novice
In mine, love mixing with hatred, so hot
Courage with brazenness, and mercy and justice

Though my voice be deem
My stature be taut
My strength be feeble
But, in my hand lies my might!

For in my pen lies no fear
My writin’ pays no respect, sees no eye
It’d been the creator’s weapon of correction so fair
It brings the wise so nigh!

About this poem

The poem, written on Friday, March 19, 2010, expresses the power of writing as opposed to physical stature or appearance. This shows in beautiful lines the impact of pen and paper in communicating thoughts and ideas that live from generation to generation.

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Submitted by kayampre on June 14, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AXXX BCXX XDXD XXCB AEXE
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 775
Words 158
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4, 4

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