INK'S REVERIE
I am a pen not a fool, my voice resides in the ink
In the labyrinth of my thoughts, I start to ponder
Each stroke is a hushed secret, every word a hint
Within the world of ideas, I inscribe undeniable truths
With every line, I mold my unique path
It's not a foolish endeavor, but an array for a poet
Through the pages of life, I weave my intricate design
Within the realm of words, my soul's true sanctuary
In the grasp of dreamers, I elegantly sway and dance
It's not a foolish instrument, but a display for the world.
Through my verses, I unveil untold stories
With my pen, not a foolish mind, I compose
With each line I pen, a journey unspoken
Within the pen's realm, my heart flows
In each curve and loop resides a piece of my soul
It's not a foolish pursuit, but a lifelong role.
_ Mohammed Arshad Amin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem