A Writers Pen

A writer is the one

who lives in this same world

but actually exists in a different one,

where he and his thoughts 

only have existence..

His pen, heart, and brain

are the ones,

which are completely filled with 

distinctive thoughts from others

in every situation..

When he writes,

his thoughts become so vigorous

that the ink itself cannot stop

to quote them on the paper...

He sees the world 

differently from others,

and feels differently

in every condition..

His pen, as if clearly knows,

what all to quote,

that the reader actually notes...

The pen when in his hand

never feels bothered,

as it knows

that whatever he writes,

will definitely turn excellent..

The pen feels greatly proud,

every time it is used for

to be written,

because it knows

that one day, this

writer will appreciate my existence,

as i was the only one

to bring out his thoughts

clearly on the paper

in the form of the words,

of his stories or poems,

and made them known to everyone..

and therefore I, can never be forgotten...

If we writers are at a 

soothing level today,

its all because of this mere pen,

who was, and forever will be with us,

to make our every single heartbeat,

thoughts, and emotions, 

flow clearly on the paper,

and made known to everyone..

so I owe all my goodness to you 

my dear pen,

and request all you dear writers

to do the same for your pen,

without whom,

you and your thoughts today

would be nothing,

like a river, pond , lake, ocean,

or even fountain,

without water's presence...

As it was the one,

who itself being lifeless,

made our thoughts lively

and helped us 

made known to everyone...

so how can its existence

really be forgotten..!

as it is the one,

which actually deserves

to be loved and respected 

by everyone..

And the actual gem,

behind a writer's existence..!

Author's Note

i hope you all enjoyed reading this..
please do rate and review
regads
saumya:)

Reviews

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I find writing with pen more creative then computer or typewriter. There is some magic in it. I like your creations of scenery . What can happen when we start write. Your gratefulness for other writers and your self. Yes i love ending to be loved and respect for his or her creations. This what we all should deserve here. I hope one day this will be also truth.

[Saumya]

Indeed! Typing words on the PC can't replace the happiness and satisfaction we writers have when we write, 'with a pen, on a paper'😊
That entire experience is magically soothing!

Thankyou for reading this piece, and sharing your beautiful sentiments on it.I much appreciate your visit and review here!😊
A writer, and their writing seriously is nothing, if we don't have a healthy audience to appreciate it (Tho not all pieces we write, are to be read and appreciated by others)

I wish you much luck with happy days and good experience here😊

(((HUGS)))

[...]

I really love that piece. I usually make 2 type of writings here. One is right away on computer and second re write my hand writing. Second poem is always better then first one. Yes I agree sometimes I hear here like just write for your self . But where is happiness and joy. It's same like you living alone. Always better share with someone . I wish you all the best too. have nice Sunday.

[Saumya]

Thankyou so much!😊
Writing for our own self, and writing for others, both have their own good sides, and any of the two poems are good to read, if the writers are willing enough to share it with the audience 😊
As for writing, I too prefer the second type of writing you just mentioned (from a pen to a paper)😊and yep, I prefer sharing all my pieces, it feels great to know others opinion on the same, plus it turns out to be a great experience of others can relate with it.😊

Thankyou for the best wishes.Hope you have a great Sunday too!😊

[FlatLineBeauty]

This was just an amazing piece. All writers have their own little world that we ourselves create. I constantly find myself off somewhere using my imagination and getting lost in a dream world to escape reality. xo Winter

[❤ Maggie ❤..]

This was so good. :) It's true, not many people think about the pen when they write. Without the pen, where would we be? I think this was an excellent write, Saumya. Keep up the good work! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

"His pen, heart, and brain
are the ones,"
I agree with your logic. Some people would say. Writers, artist and musicians walk the edge of insanity. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[wordman]

the heart and mind of a poet does it come from the heart or does it come from the soul

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A piece that speak to us all, well done, good read.

[Penny]

I remember reading this poem & i gave a review too. Still to repeat myself, it is a great piece, almost an ode to a poet's best friend companion, his/her pen. Well done and happy new year! :-)

[BelleMell]

Excellent job! I have to say that this poem really hit the nail on the head for most, if not all, of us writers. I just LOVE the feeling of sitting down with my inkwell pen and a fresh piece of paper. That feeling itself is hard to put into words and you did the writers job in doing so. Great poem. I really enjoyed it.
It would be an interesting idea to write a pose from the pens point of view; as the pen realizes the words the author has to say. You would do excellent at something like that.

[Tom]

The pen is mightier than the sword ! And your poetic counsel adds gravitas to this age old and pertinent point of view !

A splendid poem, your pen indeed is a worthy tool!

[Darkstole]

Dear Saumya,

Woowww!!! Each and every step I was walking down the poetry I was so much connected to the way you portrayed it. It is so simple yet realistic, I am feeling really great after reading it.

The lines:

A writer is the one
who lives in this same world
but actually exists in a different one,
where he and his thoughts
only have existence..

Are exactly that suits you. You stay in this world but your thoughts are not of this universe.

Amazing write.

Regards
Darkstole

[Vidya Bacchus]

The pen is a writers tool of trade and weapon of choice.This is a wonderful poem:P