Ink

[Sword 4 Hire]

My faithful pen lays still
After years of abuse it lays still
Still as your mind
Still as your imagination
Still as your heart
And yet for some reason today
It leaks
Everywhere it leaks and stains
Stains your rough exteriors
Your fortress contains my mess
Your tattooed
Branded

And yet you wash away the ink
You simply forget about the ordeal
No big deal eh?
That was my pen that flood upon you
This room is a mess now
Your clothes are a mess
This whole situation is covered thanks to my pen
But you don't care
You wipe my stain clean
No more stain
No more memories
No more....
Ink

[AudioBoxer]

Damn that was really good, It had the Poetic touch that Robert Frost put in his. That was really good! Keep it up.

[Sword 4 Hire]

Wow thank you, although I'm no where close to Frost :laugh:

Thanks again though, I appreciate it!

[Lost_myth]

It was profoundly deep. I absolutly adore it. I'm not trying to be nice or anything, but your poem is now one of my favorites.

Beautiful.

[Ruby Moon]

I agree that this is probably one of the best things you posted here, really simple and beautiful.

[Sword 4 Hire]

Wow I'm gettin some really good praise for this...thank you all

[Darkness 4 Hire]

What can i say S4H, can't beileve it almost took us a year to become friends when we are so much alike and we live right next to each other lol...glad we became friends you always got me if you ever need anything...farewell!