Mar 03, 2026
All these words
and all these feelings
rain around me
before draining
into this giant
delicate inkpot
located somewhere
inside my heart.
I must write,
I must draw,
I must doodle.
I must doodle
not just with words
but by singing
or by dancing
or by playing
or by doing
just about anything
to dip my quill
and sip the ink
little by little
and let those words
and all those feelings
leave marks on
the never-ending
scrolls of time.
Or risk the inkpot
flowing over,
leaving stains
on my heart
and my mind
and my body
and my soul.
I must write,
I must draw,
I must doodle.
I must doodle
so as to not
stain my soul.
- Abdullah Alam