THE BLEEDING PEN
This is how to ease
Your heart's eyes
Bound with gag,
To see how this pen bleeds,
And whose blood it bleeds.
For you shall know not,
Until life burnt your flesh, heart and bones,
Into something of powder
With its flames of hatred;
That burns from the throat
Of a weak shadow.
For this bleeding pen
Sacrificed such—
But keeps restituting;
From death to life
And from life to death.
You can only know,
Of whose blood this pen bleeds
When you walk your soul's foot(bare)
On the broken bottles of life,
Spread on your naive path.
And feel the pain of wickedness,
Written with your blood
On their mouths.
Then, you shall comprehend,
What this pen is bleeding
And how it bleeds it.
For this bleeding pen's soul
Has tasted out of the fruits
Of such tree;
That bears pain,
With the seeds of tears....
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STOPNice write up, i love this expecting more of this.
Nice poem, really enjoyed it