When The Ink Runs Dry

When the ink runs dry,,
No more to be found..
No more sappy love songs can be written down..
No thoughts expressed,,
Feelings bared,,
No one complaining..
Life Just isn’t fair..
When the ink runs dry..
The poets,
The songwriters,,
The novelists all will cry,,
For thiis is the day,,
The written word will die.
And all these expressions,
Thoughts,
Ideas,
Will be trapped forever inside….