Hoping to unleash the silence of my hushed emotion I found my active pen nimbly in motion. Excited to tell things to my mind just rolled Wishing me to download all the feelings untold My witty pen now waving like whirling dervishes Its glossy ink smoothly flowing in such grace. Delighted to circulate the whisper of my heart To promulgate my emotion, my pen has a big part. As I started emoting the honesty of my poor soul My pen seemed too weak, and the movement was in control. Hesitated to talk what my heart gently speaks Lingered the spring of my emotion, trying to divert I just gave my pen my earnest smile, and it winks. My pen smartness is what I adore as it deeply thinks. Maybe it wishes to gather the nectar of my blossom. Preserves the wonders of my heart and its magical bloom