This is just a small imaginary poem of how a paper is depicting its love for pen!

My pale white skin, turns blue
By the kisses you glue
I assume that’s the cue
To lose my everything to you
Colors of moods you throw
Only makes us perfect but nothing low
Your enraged moods only dresses
My empty white body with words
By curves and lines, you ingress
Jolt of adrenaline rush, mixes
We grow together like that
Finally marching to oblivion
Days to come, we fade away but
Our love will last for an eon.

~ © 2015 Shruthi Jothsana ~


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