The Pen

By knifelikepens

you are the one I love, the one I hold, and my salvation. As I write in blood I hold the tears and let my pain all unfold. I touch the pen and my world starts to uphold. I touch the pen and the pain is what I let go. I touch the pen to this paper that acts as my guidance. I touch the pen and the world makes sense. I love this pen so I'll follow it anywhere. I call this pen to take my soul on a journey. When I am one with the pen I am omniscient. I let this pen say what I won't say. I touch this pen and I can't ever be nothing. Do not misunderstand poetry is not an outlet it is my mistress that fades all away whenever I visit. When I am with her oh how the sparks fly. So I gladly touch the pen its always been there. The pen will never leave me it won't betray me. The pen has loved me and I love it too. As long as we're existing my world can always start anew.

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Copyright 2011 knifelikepens
Published on Thursday, June 23, 2011.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Juxtaposition On Thursday, June 23, 2011, Juxtaposition (38)By person wrote:

    I like this poem..poetry is a haven and the pen is the key to that shelter

  • Winter Rose On Thursday, June 23, 2011, Winter Rose (58)By person wrote:

    So much emotion and freedom through such a simple thing. I liked the way you have written this, kind of like a letter, written with a pen ? Great Work, write on.

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