I write in pen
to get comfortable with my mistakes
to catch all my thoughts
scatterbrained
and fleeting
pens scratch the itch to write
better than any graphite
the use of ink before pencils
has led me to believe
that pens were made for writing
and my thoughts are most pensive.
When best friends of old
become polite passersby
still give them a smile and let your heart be full
for theirs are broken too
and need to be reminded to mend.
Where the sun meets the land and the trees become shadow
A city of twilight is built from shining rays.
A beautiful motherland that stands tall in the sea
She looks like her mother
but takes after her father
in speed of temper and wit
she has eyes like her father
but takes after her mother
in grace and denial of pain.
Comments
I know exactly what you mean about pen allowing you to own your mistakes. I'm the same way, and even like the thought of making a record of those mistakes to look back on! Graphite pencils seem to have no longevity or permanence to them, a sentiment you captured well in your words.
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