Pen! You rock.....

Pen! you rock…..

Once I pick it, it flows on its own

Most of the times, it’s when I am alone!

From the busiest to the loneliest hours

I call it as the Superpower

Claim exists with it one can conquer the world

It’s indeed at each and every place, even at Parliament yet before the flag is unfurled

Enables me to jot the best and the worst

Never let’s me feel disturbed

For others it might just be a normal tool to write

But for me it’s something damn bright

Its brightness…..helps me to grab whatever I want

In any shape and font!

Believed to be mightier than the sword

Helps us to explore the unexplored

Do you refer it as a path of positivity?

If not…..don’t you have instability??

Once written with it, I never forget

If not….I am filled with regret

The thin tip

Demands to write on each slip

No matter the background is white or not

Yet it never lets the power of the words to lost

With it I write,

For it I write!

It speaks so politely

How is it so lively!?

For if it would crawl….

Would it ever get stuck with a ball?

It has so much of strength

For the other’s verbal revert, going wrong and wrong..even crosses the twelfth

Question is why it has a cap?

Maybe because otherwise it would have fought hard and so many for good could have taken a nap!

Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder!

Nah….beauty lies in the eyes of PenHolder

You don’t have any value without it

For your existence, it permits

Technology has replaced it a lot

It still claims the immortal best slot.

How unique is its structure…..slim and cylindrical

How smoothly do the words drizzle!!

Love it…value it…respect it

Else for the world, you won’t be a fit…………