As the nib dances over the page,
As the ink flows through the pen,
As the emotions drip through the hand,
As the mind empties as the heart speaks out,
As the time ticks by, the paper is filled..
The heart is empty as everything was poured out..
The mind so serene, for the heart isn’t wavering..
A glow is added to the smile in the eyes..
The heart feels content, happy and what not!
Even when the ink fades, the emotion stays..
Even when the paper decays, the smile lingers..
Even when the sender is forgotten,
The message stays..
Let our words outlive the version of our memories,
In the hearts of people around you..
And let those be the sweetest of words,
For the pain of words has no cure, at all..