Poem for a pen.
Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 9:24 am
An inky vortex of emotions,
hidden words,
packed tight.
Turning feelings into shapes:
Circles and lines,
Crosses and dots.
Your motions are memories,
ups and downs,
underlinings.
Movements moving people,
pushing away
and calling home.
But drained by passing time and paper,
You fade and fail.
hidden words,
packed tight.
Turning feelings into shapes:
Circles and lines,
Crosses and dots.
Your motions are memories,
ups and downs,
underlinings.
Movements moving people,
pushing away
and calling home.
But drained by passing time and paper,
You fade and fail.