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The RIGHTS To WRITE At NIGHT Give me long days but short nights , short hours or long seconds to write, my words will measure up your lofty heights and dissolve or evolve every emotions in sight. As a writer for all season I earn my rights to copyright my imaginative writes. Give me night when it's hushed as grave yard (though poetic lines in the morning are never hard) and the crows flies away to the rooky wood, my thoughts interrupts my steady pen; so rude! When nights black agents rouse to their preys; Moonlight intrude into my room with it rays, By then, my face is pale as light thickens and urge for pillow-cuddling sleep weakens Then my imaginations gain liberty or freedom To give solely sovereign sway and masterdom. Muse bask in the torture of reckless ecstasy, this ain't a fitful false fable or fallacy. Slumber looms but poetic passion takes its stamp even when the dark night strangles my lamp, zeal and zest births zillion words. This is the creation of my many worlds. Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright © October, 2020. #OnTheSpotWriting #inspired #writing #morning #night #vmp

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