Soul - Searching (word-play -1)

Inking my thoughts is what I play

At times red, blue, pink or Grey

Notions bright and sad poke all the way

Pouring my ramblings on to the paper, to stay 

Naughty, nutty and nitty thoughts constantly tug me and my little heart 

My moods too sometimes hot and soft 

Ink, Paper, And Soul, all searching for the loft.

I bare my soul in ink to let my notions flow

Out of my soul onto the paper, they glow

In myriad colors and combinations like red and yellow.

Sometimes limping and at times jumping and still at times going slow.

 

It's all there in black blue Ink 

Baring my soul till it goes pink 

Blushing and blooming on the paper link 

Inking on the paper my soul-searching slink 

Inking my thoughts is what I play

At times red, blue, pink or Grey

Notions bright and sad poke all the way

Pouring my ramblings on to the paper, to stay 

Naughty, nutty and nitty thoughts constantly tug me and my little heart 

My moods too sometimes hot and soft 

Ink, Paper, And Soul, all searching