Just keep writing
And the poet wasn't sure about what he had just written... It looked alien to him... The words stood there, right before his eyes, staring deep into it, tearing it down into places that hadn't been entered before. And Ultimately reaching a place where his own words became too heavy for him to withstand.
He fell, he broke down and just then, a tear rolled down his cheek and fell onto the written paper. Hurray! the words exclaimed, as they were finally drenched in that dreadful tear.
'You don't have to worry', the words said to the poet. 'We are, and always will be there to take out the most annoying tear. And for that you have to just keep writing.. Just keep writing'.