Blackett:
His breaths are numbered, his heart beats not again, his sight dims away, he is clutching to life. . . So, where did he find the strength to write down this long ass piece of _shit?!

Let's always keep it real. In a bid to be seen as romantic, we go overboard with bullshit fantasies that do not exist.

naijaboiy:
^^

epelumi42:



Do you have a problem with English? Though, though, though, that's to say 'even if'. That's not to say his heart isn't beating! Though his heart beats not! Read contextually a beg.


Though' is a function of probabilities, not affirmations!

Blackett:
Dumb fvck.

If his heart beats not, it means it's failing, or not at the normal functioning rate. So where did he get his strength to write?

xynerise:
If I were him, I would use the time in writing this letter to visit Iya Agbo Jedi Jedi across the street for treatment

epelumi42:


mind swear words when speaking with me please. As much as I'd love to admit your criticism, I must say you are not doing it in a literary viewpoint. At the point of death, I do believe there's always a willpower which comes that gives the strength for a dying wish.

I repeat, 'even if' his strength fails doesn't mean his strength has failed! Even if his heart beats not, talks of a possible future action not a present thing. Simple!


Check your dictionary for the meaning of 'though' please.

Blackett:
You chat _shit as if you're the only one boasting literary prowess. Your description of this "dying" man doesn't fit. Accept that.

Your description of this dying man fits one who has no strength. A man with a failing heart, clutching on to life has more things to bother about, like looking for oxygen, not picking up a pen to write. You want your readers to believe what they are reading and stir their emotions, so, how the fvck do I get stirred when a man
who is supposed to be dying finds strength to write to a wife who doesn't give a fvck about him? Why wasn't she there? It would have sounded more romantic if she was there and hearing him struggle to say those things to her with his last breath.

If he was dying of a terminal disease, your description would fit, except of course when you went overboard with breaths numbered, sight dims away blah blah.

A good writer leaves no loopholes. If you believe will power comes at death, it's not with heart related conditions. Shortage of breath leaves you with no strength to pick up a fvcking pen, and actually writing.

sinizia:
Nice one, OP. I don't even get the criticism the OP is getting.

By Letter of a dying man to his wife, it doesn't mean the man is about to die as he's writing the letter. No-one can do such. This is poetry, it's letter writing, it involves the use of imaginations to carve out a masterpiece that can reach the farthest destinations of one's soul. What i read here is a letter of man who's destined sooner or later to die, and so picked up his pen or told someone to pen down the letter to his wife thanking her and appreciating her usefulness to him, and in retrospection thinking of what things he regrets doing or not doing. It doesn't mean the man was dying while writing that letter.

Great piece from the Epilumi42, keep it up.

Blackett:
His breaths are numbered, his heart beats not again, his sight dims away, he is clutching to life. . . So, where did he find the strength to write down this long ass piece of _shit?!

Let's always keep it real. In a bid to be seen as romantic, we go overboard with bullshit fantasies that do not exist.

epelumi42:



Do you have a problem with English? Though, though, though, that's to say 'even if'. That's not to say his heart isn't beating! Though his heart beats not! Read contextually a beg.


Though' is a function of probabilities, not affirmations!

Blackett:
You chat _shit as if you're the only one boasting literary prowess. Your description of this "dying" man doesn't fit. Accept that.

Your description of this dying man fits one who has no strength. A man with a failing heart, clutching on to life has more things to bother about, like looking for oxygen, not picking up a pen to write. You want your readers to believe what they are reading and stir their emotions, so, how the fvck do I get stirred when a man
who is supposed to be dying finds strength to write to a wife who doesn't give a fvck about him? Why wasn't she there? It would have sounded more romantic if she was there and hearing him struggle to say those things to her with his last breath.

If he was dying of a terminal disease, your description would fit, except of course when you went overboard with breaths numbered, sight dims away blah blah.

A good writer leaves no loopholes. If you believe will power comes at death, it's not with heart related conditions. Shortage of breath leaves you with no strength to pick up a fvcking pen, and actually writing.

BUTCHCASSIDY:
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