Put in Black and Blue !

Till my fingers hurt with all competence , I'll write.

Till the lead starts its turtle death , I'll write.

I'll write till the liquid bleeds from the nib.

And till the nib separates from its feed , and the feed from the sac.

I'll write.

Before the luminosity is casted.

And much after the shadow unfurls.

I'll write , Just whatever .. but something forever ....

Much , very much till the grease from the eyes is shrivelled!

Till the nails lose all the glint

Till my brows become lacklustre and pointless.

And the lashes are no more curly ,

And the lips look no more rosier , but feel baked.

And the skin turns soulless!