My Pen
My Pen
Always in my hand,
Ready to write, what I think
Ready to do, what I want,
Ready to explain, what I observe,
Ready to reach, where I can't.
Has a friendship with paper,
Never talked to each other,
But, they feel the presence,
With the ultimate touch of sense.
At the tip of my pen,
The ink gets the emotion.
Travel of words from the heart to heart,
Just beyond any description.