Song of a Pen
I bleed INK for your need
I form the letters of your thoghts.....
I am the actual lover of paper....
With my adhesive power you win
I am the toughest weapon
For someone I'm the most loved
And for someone I'm the sad truth.
I never asked who you are....
But I'm not the stranger.
You attached the words using me.
You grab...without asking me....
You start scribling....
You start producing the beats....hurting me
Fix to your pocket...which gives me the delight
After turning around your huge fingers.....
You drink my life blood for your own life....
I am the forgiver and you are the begger!!
I sacrifise my life for your crown
Still...I don't blame.
Because there is a joy....being as the loveletter...
Weapons killing your enimies...
Great sound against the imperfection
Touch to my love.....
Wings for my aspiring buddies
Thorn for your red roses.....
And kicker of the boundary of your mind....
6/16/2020
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