Pen & Paper

Pen and paper,

My best friends ever,

Since my childhood

I have not left them ever.

In dusk and dawn

Some thoughts peeped into mind,

The pen and paper

Always being very kind.

The thoughts were woven

Into adornment of poetry,

The moments were captured

Into greatness of solitary.

The loneliness emotions 

Has turned into words,

Now I feel like a warrior

Without any swords.

The feelings, it's aesthetics,

All are now interwined,

The thread of pearls of words 

Are now enlightened.

The poetry and its devices

Are yet to learn,

The knowledge circle is vast,

Every moment I yearn.

The poetic way I live,

I write it in a way.

I feel the moments

& Want with it to sway.

The pen and paper

Are integral part of mine,

They will narrate my story

After my ending with divine.