My pen

My pen is what reflects,

There is no choice to select.

Things which springs in my mind,

Comes to me with no time.

This pen feels my emotions,

Transfers these in devotion.

I’m committed to write,

To fulfill and cherish with great heights.

Would love to reach my messages,

To the world who infers my guesses.

Come all of you and see the posts,

You the only ones who inspires me to host.

I don’t live in dreams,

I live in reality.

This reality is what,

Inspires me to go on and on.