The PenA Story by The Other NameWould a pen, by any other name, write as neat."The Pen" Words bleeding into the page as its blood gushes
from its wound. It’s life being written away as it is dragged across the page
scratching the surface. It reveals to us a horror in which a man is brutally
murdered his screams faintly permeating the page. Ink now runs from the page to
pool where his body would lie. from such a horror it turns to develop a love
story in which the object now willing gives its life so the lovers may live.
Hidden amongst the text are words from letters surreptitiously passed between
the devoted couple, those words now whisper trough the wind. Yet another twist
as the object now is drained to write of fruit that evade a starved mans grasp.
Feeling his sorrow we now savor that sweet flavors that seemingly jump from the
page. And now at its end the object gives that last of its life to construct a
victory from the ashes and end with a magnificent crescendo. In truth the pen
is mightier than the sword. For more life has been expressed from a simple pen
than any other object, a pen breaths imagination and bleeds creation. To you or
me It may just be ink that flows from a pen but in truth it is the life of
literature because without it literature is just a blank page, not a canvas in
which to create life. Therefore a pen is no longer a pen not to me, to me a pen
is an entire world
© 2012 The Other NameAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 31, 2012 Last Updated on June 1, 2012 AuthorThe Other NameAboutI am a young aspiring writer, not fully confident in my ability to produce pieces of literature that truly impresses. I have been given good reviews, by friends and family and I was hoping for the opi.. more..Writing
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