Pen And Paper
Pen And Paper1 min 364 1 min 364
When there was no place to cry in heart brakes,
When there was no choice to yell in pains,
When I didn't know how to express,
When my life became worthless,
Empty pages held me high,
I hugged pen with my fingers tight,
And so my journey of poetry begin that time...
Yes! I started to express
But through poetry in pain,
I smiled again,
It made me so consoled that I
Can't even explain,
And that's how pen and paper
Became my best friends.