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?