These are the last words I shall ever write,
To my poetic thoughts I say good night,
Never again, shall there be heard,
a sentence written in my poetic word,
from now until my dying day,
no poem�s written in any way,
no words of rhyme or rhythmic thought,
this is to you the last poem I�ve brought,
no more poems of sorrow or pain,
no more feelings for me remain,
These words I say may be sad my friend,
But I shall never write again,
No more of the religious poems that I do,
and no more general thoughts its true,
I will never write of my suffering�s,
and never tell when my heart sings,
Never again of Love, or Love gone wrong,
And never again will my poems sing a song,
I�ve put away the poetic pen,
and I will never write again,
My poems don�t touch my heart no more,
But that is what I wrote them for,
The words I�ve written are seldom read,
and the feelings in me have all gone dead,
This poem may not ever be,
a work of art or part of history,
But as these words fade out of sight,
Let it be known they�re the last I write,
On this ninth day of June Two-thousand and five,
My poetic me is no longer alive,
These are the last words I shall ever write,
And to my Friends I say... its alright!
Author Retired: Keith A, Ball
6/9/2005
Sincerely
Keith A. Ball
