Inklings in Ink

Temporary is life but art
To shine like sermons in stones,
Inklings in ink on its part
For it enshrines in didactic tones.

Inklings shine majestic
For they are like saplings
To grow to the stature gigantic
For its exemplary servings.

Inklings special in their rush
Like bubbles born to vanish
Not to miss, jotted in ink to gush
For their fame sans tarnish.

Art not to vanish but to cherish
In all generations to come
Inklings in ink as per its wish
For wisdom outcome.