INK PEN
Rema Prasanna
Ink Pens are almost vanished
on a slender line up
however I got one,
an elegant produce of a distinct range
a precious one father gave me
as a gift, years ago
much before his departure
from a world he loved to live
his life, an art arcade of
diverse relic remnants
a choice brain worked on
art of all forms
in a way, I am fortunate to receive
the most sought after
a fountain pen in blue and gold blend
along with pen, a bottle of
chelpark blue black ink, a choice of mine,
from a father who loved words and his daughter.
in a place of refilled genre
and trend of stimulus brands
a place for ink pen I find
to dip in ink and write till I subsist
Rema Prasanaa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ink-pen/
