You Can’t Spill the Ink
Thank god for the digital times we live in
You Can’t Spill the Ink
You can’t spill the ink when it’s digital,
No mess, no smudges—so simple, so literal.
No paper to crumple, no stains to erase,
Just words that stay in their rightful place.
It’s clean, it’s clear, no blot to see,
Just tap the keys and set them free.
But still, each word holds power and might,
Digital or not, your thoughts take flight.
So whether you write with ink or screen,
Your voice remains, alive, unseen.
Each thought preserved, a timeless link,
For you can’t spill the digital ink.
Now let your words flow, strong and true,
The world awaits what’s inside you.
Digital or not, your story will shine,
A gift to the world, uniquely divine.
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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Comments (2)
Unless you print them out and the printer is out of ink. Great work.
yes that is correct