D' Bleeding Pen

D' Bleeding Pen

strokes,

light,

gentle,

soft as an angel's wings

produced by fingers

entwined around a pen,

making it bleed,

like a gash,

a newly cut wound

Blood flowed as

the ink

pouring out

with pain,

with joy,

with utmost uncertainty

full of emotions

never ending

staining the paper

red against white

words against clean sheets

worlds created

with irony,

written words

in contrast

as black and white,

day and night,

moon and sun

until it stops.

NO FLOW OF WORDS.

Wounds begin to heal

blood trapped inside

its escape prevented

No words staining the paper

no blood

no red against white

or contrast

and there is no

bleeding anymore

with the pen

 forgotten

ink dries upon paper

red

turns to black

and black

turns to white

writer falls asleep...