A Renewable Ink!

Each soul harbours an ink,

An ink colored or a spot of black and white ink,

Depending upon our choice,

The fluid of the ink withers and rejoice!

Continuously filling and refilling,

Each face carries a hidden face,

The pen only outflows the ink,

That you wish to display!

For,

The art of calligraphy only the ink of the soul knows,

The pen only shapes and articulates,

The world outside might stand and just gaze in wonder,

Mesmerized and disillusioned,

Awestruck and amazed.

Since,

The different shades of a single ink,

Every single soul possess different ink!

And each ink thus the pen articulates,

As per the demand and need!