A Writer’s Pen

Give the dry plant drops of rain,

And its thirst will be quenched.


Give the bird some grains,

And its hunger will be curbed.


Give a man melodies of music,

And his soul will be at peace.


Give a writer his pen,

And his thoughts will flow.


From the solitude of his heart,

To the pureness of his blank sheets.


Coloring them,


with hope, aspirations,

love and hurt.


with bliss, joy,

misery and pain.


Narrating a story,

that was untold.


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