The Pen

A sharp tip, with a metal nip

Slender and sleek, on sheets bleak

It poured itself over the white

Leaving imprints left and right

Curved and diagonal, bent and straight lines

Visual notations one at a time

What it does is much more than the sum

Of the letters that lay organised by their turns

Records of past, descriptions of vast

lands afar, or lovers done apart

It captured laughs and it expressed cries

The pen went on and on, penning the words so wise..

(A follow up coming soon:Words )

Stay tuned! 🙂 


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