Who We Are

Drawing images using some words Telling some stories that are unheard Stealing the moment, freezing the time Killing the beast that vultures the mind Spilling blood, the pen is our knife Collecting traces from this mysterious life Connecting dots to create a line Polishing stones to make it shine Our words are riddles, a must to decode Giving multiple keys for them to unload The meaning of some could make readers insane If wrongly unlocked it will conquer their brain We are a shape-shifters just like the cloud Painting angels and demons to enlighten the crowd Hoping they'll listen to our joy and our pain Wishing they'll get the lesson of our every rain