Dear Pen
Dear Pen, Where art thou? Fragile lips are afraid Of nonsensical utterance Without You the sentences Slowly vanish into the midst Of thousands of words intertwined With each other in a web of memories Unable to recall it from time immemorial Dear Pen, Where art thou? Dry paper awaits Your unexpected presence Without You the surroundings Become the illusion of vagueness Losing it's nexus of fantastical reality And compels me to remain unflappable Apathetic to my unpleasant mind conflict Dear Pen Where art thou?