The final piece of Margins of the First Draft — a quiet farewell in the form of poetry and a thank you to those who inspire, create, and keep beauty alive through art.
I’m a little sad that this is the last piece of this section.
Hopefully, I’ll create more in the future.
This project came to life only because, for a few years, I couldn’t create anything at all — after burning myself out under the weight of all the responsibilities I had hoarded.
One day, I sat behind my computer and opened an old document full of forgotten poetry.
And that's how the idea came to me:
Don’t refine. Don’t erase the original.
Just add something to it — something that is more of me, now.
And perhaps on one glorious day, I can do something like that again.
20. Nothing
“I will just die doing nothing”
You have inspired the art of other people
And that is tenfold more…
Than having died
“Doing nothing”
Poetry on the Margins #20 A little note
Music can definitely change the world into a better place,
softening the harsh, cruel reality that we all tend to experience at one point or another.
And sometimes, you find inspiration in the weirdest of places.
I don't think anyone knows it better than a musician looking up to another,
or a writer looking at a person they admire.
Perhaps, one day,
I can do that too —
be an inspiration.
P.S.
All I wanted to say
was that you mean more to me,
and to so many others,
than you could probably ever fathom.
Links to more of my work:
If you like reading stories: Six-Sentence Stories, Short Stories, Romance and All That, Dead Poet
Or poetry : On the margins of the First Draft
and more reflections than poetry: On the Margins of the Second Draft
My band "Chaos in Spring" can be listened to on YouTube, Spotify and other streaming services.
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