Sunday Poem By Rajesh Sharma

If my Pen could Speak

If Pen of mine could really speak
It says don’t use me to ink miss you Honey
You poured all Your sadness with my ink
With all due respect, stop writing agony

If pen of mine could speak
It tells me there are many things to write
Don’t you see the beauty of the night
Stop writing your meloncholy with my ink

If Pen of mine could speak
It wants me to write with imagination
Asks me to stop writing woes of separation
If I don’t listen, it says I don’t reach peak

After hearing all of my Pen’s feelings
I said, “it’s okay Partner, I take your words”
I try when I have my beloved back in my life
Annoyingly it replied I can’t change You
As your partner I saw all Your grief
I wish you a happy and colorful life

I thank my pen and paper for their support
I owe a lot to these two from my heart