Azim Mohammed Poet I do not know?

Whisper of a Pencil

In slumber from last words
Awakening from the deep sleep
My pencil fall in love with blade
Told one day to blade
Chop off withered skin 
Make me afresh with life
Sharp, strong and hard
To face the book of life
Rewrite the words of life
With joy, with aspiring hopes
Erase the blank patches 
Of unknown and write
New story to life
I want to be in hands
Of one who can
Change my and His (her)
Destiny

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Goode Guy May 23, 2011 at 4:24 AM azim, an interesting angle on the act of writing. you are in the hands of one who can change your destiny...you. ;-) Azim Mohammed May 23, 2011 at 4:34 AM Thanks you Goode, for encouraging comment, appreciate it all. have a nice time regards azim