a writer never dies — stories never end
your character still breathes, I hear him
tied in metal chains (now rusting) you so selfishly gifted him…
he shouts, he sobs, he silently cries to sleep
every
single
night
but you! You sowed the seed but hate your plant yourself?
Forget to water it when blooms the flower, to kill it?
killers, murderers, they’re all sinners. Even if it’s ‘only’ a character.
I don’t get what your reasons are, why ‘hate’ exists as much as
it does, but:
a person with a pen must not let his ink finish so irresponsibly,
without at least granting his characters a life of eternity,
which they all deserve advertently. Immorality! Infinity!
Continued permanency.
A living afterlife.
Randomly Abstract 
you have me wondering who you are aiming this very powerful piece at???
A writer.
Any writer or artist who forgets that his creations weren’t his creations only, and that they deserve an afterlife much like he himself does, and will.
Thank you rjl! 🙂
A writer never dies, stories never end
Your character still breathes I hear him.
That man in the village, dying of cancer
That lady, old lady, crying for her child
That dragon, breathing fires, over the hills
That painter, mad, still staring at his stills.
The stroke of the hand, the bleed of the ink
That is what just, makes the hearts sink
for
A writer never dies, and stories never end
Your character still breathes, I hear him!
I just loved your piece so much, Maria. It is so abstract, yet figurative, and contains such depths and strength. LikeLikeLike. 😀
That lady, old lady, crying for her child
That soldier injured, in his pain, smiled
That little, pretty girl who got lost in wild
So many questions for me you’ve piled-
Thank you so much, Ghalia. I had thought it won’t make sense to many, but what you came up with as a response is just so splendidly beautiful! The stroke of hand, the bleed of ink/ that is what just makes the heart sink. Couldn’t have put it in any better words, so thank you for that. And for your feedback too, glad you liked reading this. 🙂
Lol you’re welcome, super-talented-person. 😀
You just write so well, I mean, where do you get these ideas man? 😀
Seems like I will be having a tough time winning that Nobelprize; so many talented people running around 😛
Aapko to aise bhi neuro-oncology mein ek mil hi jaayega nobel… Ek aadh doorson ke liye bhi chhod den… 🙂
Lol Honestly, I’d be laughing at this Nobel Prize mania 10 years from now. Aik uni tak mein toh admission nahi ho raha 😛
Jab ho jayega na… tab sochiyega ki kitna sahi sochti thin aap…
Waise is waale ko bhi daal doon response poems mein?
Lol daal do for sure 😀
O warrior of words, uncaring and weak
It is through these them; your words do speak
The crying lady, the smiling child
The innocent girl, lost in the wild
The wicked clown, the magical gown
The serene village, the deserted town
That crying lady, asking for alms
Has she got food in her empty palms?
The smiling child, with enchanting looks
Is he now lost in the words of your books?
Does the lost girl still look for mates?
Has the wicked clown found the magic gate?
Do the dark, deadly ghosts still haunt the town?
Does the mad king still wear no crown?
Oh is it your ignorance, or time’s ruthless flow
That the gems of your ink have lost their glow?
That characters you owned, now seem strange
And alas! their whereabouts you don’t seem to know
Do visit the lady who is still in rags
The kingdom of yours has lost its flag
The smiling child is now strong and young
And the innocent girl sings songs unsung
Time has flown, and characters have grown
But they still feel an old pain, yet unknown
They rust and fade, for long do they wait
Please do visit them, before its too late.
This.
Is Amazing.
Thank you very much for these lines, for the complete ‘after-effect’. 🙂 There’s so much beauty in these lines, and meaning. I’ve been reading it again n again.
“Time has flown, and characters have grown
But they still feel an old pain, yet unknown
They rust and fade, for long do they wait”
They do wait. And there really is that ‘old, unknown pain’. But égoïstes.. they’ll make them suffer more!
Oh sorry… appreciate karna to bhool hi gaya… 😛
So here it comes….
Beautiful poem Maria… and even more beautiful concept 🙂
This is so beautiful…i am at loss of words 🙂
Thank you so much, Miss Maqsood! ♡
A beautiful piece that has compelled me to comment. I needed to read something like this as I have been struggling to find time to write.
🙂
Interestingly enough, your own novel’s characters have been waiting for you to continue too, Shahnawaz he was? Anyway, thank you very much for stopping by!
Characters and stories are made to evolve. They should never be static. Even when ending a story or character there should be life in them, in spirit.
Awesome piece Maria. No wonder how it generated the stupendous response poems by Miss Ghalia and Mr. Arindam. Great pieces deserves so; stories and characters deserve same. 🙂
Exactly. Literature, I think, deserves eternity. A deeper idea, a life beyond ‘The End’. Thank you very much. 🙂
just stunning Maria. you writing is getting very polished.
such depth in them and it made me sit up and think 🙂
Hey, thank you so much! 🙂 So good to see you, Amira! Your presence and comments mean A LOT to me.
a person with a pen must not let his ink finish so irresponsibly,
without at least granting his characters a life of eternity,..
Ahaaa. heart touching.
Any author shud think a zillion times before giving up her pen.. then 🙂
B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L!
Thank youu!!! ♥
Wow, excellent piece. Thank you for sharing this.
=)
So very glad you liked it. 🙂 Thank you for stopping by!
Lovely as always 🙂
It intends me ofcourse , a tough hit for being away from blogging 🙂
Hey, thank you Vino for your beautiful comments! 🙂
At times, it is not just the writer involved in a particular piece of writing but his/her readers that get deeply involved in those word plays and stories. It’s like a journey they make together, from the very start till the very end. Then if they back off or stop completely, without a proper reason for their pause that the reader could know, forgetting that there are souls connected with their pen nibs, that’s pretty…unkind I guess. 😦
A very provocative piece, for me the opening line is a poem in itself “a writer never dies — stories never end” I echo your thoughts completely. Writers live for as long as they are read 🙂 great post, as always x
Thank you so much, beckarooney! 🙂 Means a lot to me. ♥
Well said. Have you ever dreamed about your characters?
I don’t have a lot of fictional characters like that, but I’ve certainly imagined a few. A writer himself is his story’s most important character I guess, always playing the lead role…
Thank you so much Sheryl for your comment! Glad you stopped by! 🙂
I like your statement, “A writer himself is his story’s most important character I guess, always playing the lead role.” You are absolutely right. When I was writing my novel, I identified with several characters, but especially the main character. Mentally she’s an “airbrushed” image of me, with all of my strengths and none of my shortcomings. Writing a novel is sort of like daydreaming about who you would like to be and who you would like to be with.
And I love yours, “Writing a novel is sort of like daydreaming about who you would like to be and who you would like to be with.” That’s really how it is. Things we had, things we won’t, things we did; all of them casting their shadows on what we are and what we write.
Oh and displaying our airbrushed images, I think, is the kindest possible way we’ve found for survival. 🙂
It feels great to know someone as interesting, thank you so much for your presence here on my blog! Gonna check out yours just now. 🙂
SubhanAllah.I’ve been wanting to read something like this and oh here I am.
MashaAllah!very well written with and you had a very nice point!
Keep writing poems like these, they really make me want to think. *sigh*
Thank you. ❤ I am so happy you think so.
x
Welcome ❤ Yes and you have to make me more happy by writing more like this! 😀
In sha Allah you will.
Inshaa Allah. :’) I hope to do so..
The way you play with words is just so amazing. Loved this piece of yours. I agree- characters should have the right to live till eternity- afterall, they are the only ones who can do so. “Continued permanency” like you said. On the other hand, it really is up to the writer to kill a character off. You never know, maybe they were relating the character to something in their lives that they want out. Just saying 😉