Thursday, August 12, 2010


A pen,
is not just a pen.

When in love
It liquefies petals of rose
Regurgitating words of a lover.

In prayer
It succumbs lovingly
With divine sweetness.

When in power
Many signatures
It carries to greater heights
With the twist of wrist

In expression
Invisible thoughts
Gain forms.

In revolution
It’s a potential liquidator!

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