A Reason to Write

I reach out for my dearest pen,
To put my thoughts in black and white.
With words I weave a different world,
Of things familiar and imagined.
It’s a beautiful magic that I forge,
A journey I take with my soul,
To a blissful outpouring of emotions.
It’s so surreal you see,
It’s an intimacy.

The black paper is my canvas,
But, when I looked within,
The writer in me realised,
There are things dark and grim.
And I have a reason to write tonight.
Sitting at my window, caressing the black night sky…
I go steal some rainbows and sunshine,
I mix them with things unseen
And weave them with my words.
Then blow the magic, back into the sky
With pen in my hand I blissfully smile
At the pretty moon and twinkling stars.

From the chambers of my heart,
I poured out my deepest emotions
About romance and heroism
And every form of passion
From the crevices of my brain,
I penned down my fleeting memories.
So, I write and write of things I knew,
About all the things I value,
My confessions, my real entity, my truth.
As the words flowed out of my pen,
Then I lay my pen to rest.

So, this is my first poem collaboration with my most amazing friend Shreya (Wild Scared Crazy). She is congenial, remarkable and an extraordinary poetess. She is infact the synonym of all( She is my emoji queen as well😛). Shreya, when we are going to have our next collab?

If you haven’t visited her blog, do visit..!! I bet you are gonna get obsessed with her poems.

Hi, I’m Shreya.