God Gave Me A Feather Pen

God gave me a feather pen to mend my broken heart
Open book of poetry, my spirit, for all the world to see
Dangling loosely now, as I write deep into the night

God gave me a feather pen to heal my tortured soul
A gift of words, my own, that the world has never heard before
Versatile as the four winds in all four directions, all good intentions
Elaborate details of my life written down in black and white ink

My feather pen is the sword that I speak with
Every word from my tongue rings a spark of truth, of hope, of light

A dark tunnel is lit by it’s flame burning oh so bright

Father, Grandfather, Friend, speak with me once again
Each time I hold in my hand and caress my feather pen
Aspire me to soar to a greater height, let my words take wing and fly
Touch me once again, upon my shoulder, for I am heavy burdened, Lord
Heart shattered and nearly destroyed by misfortune, comfort me
Each time I reach out for someone to hear me, someone to listen, someone to care
Reaping  a bountiful harvest through my own poetry and prose

Perhaps by chance, one will take a glance at me, maybe sing my life’s song
Empowered and enlightened by the words I am so inspired to share
Now, as the pages of my world unfold in ink right before my very own eyes…

Reviews

[Adam Whitworth]

quite nice, well done debileah

[zainul]

Your poem rightfully suggests that practice of writing poem or prose is a divine blessing.You have been empowered by a feather pen which has been acknowledged by you in several stanzas of this poem.They are so sweet that I like to isolate them for my pleasure.
1.God gave me a feather pen to mend my broken heart
2.God gave me a feather pen to heal my tortured soul
3.My feather pen is the sword that I speak with
4.Each time I hold in my hand and caress my feather pen
I think no sentence has been left out.

Besides,the following sentences are my favorite:

"Each time I reach out for someone to hear me, someone to listen, someone to care
Reaping a bountiful harvest through my own poetry and prose"

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Very thoughtful piece of writing here :)
So raw and honest!

[Desert Dreamer]

Beautiful poetry, you create wonders with that magical feather pen of yours.

[An owl on the moon]

I love the emotional power and confidence your imagery suggests. Also intrigued by the idea that we are open books of poetry... Words can bring cuts or heal wounds.. and poets lives breathe out such rich expressions.