Magic Ink

When dreams collapse & get vanished like it never existed, we stop dreaming & just the moment we stop, we visualize a vacant world infront of us. This world is full of puzzles & encircled with a ring of fire. We don't know how to get out of here. In those gloomy days, when neither angels fell from the crest of heaven for my rescue nor I met with a sudden pioneer to solve all my problems in a tea-conversation, I have owned my pen most of the times. As a result, I succeeded in boosting up my inner strength & luckily survived with my magic ink.