A new pen
Crisp as a fall day
Smells uniquely inky
Craving for a hand
To put it to paper
For a purpose
Itching to scratch
Meaningless words
Into it’s long time rival
Lined in blue and red
And pale as the snow
In a frozen winter
Paper will surrender
Ruthlessly, once the mighty
Pen leaks it’s black ink
Into every line stained
Into his enemy
Crisp as a fall day
Smells uniquely inky
Craving for a hand
To put it to paper
For a purpose
Itching to scratch
Meaningless words
Into it’s long time rival
Lined in blue and red
And pale as the snow
In a frozen winter
Paper will surrender
Ruthlessly, once the mighty
Pen leaks it’s black ink
Into every line stained
Into his enemy
