Pen, Paper and Poet
Everyone's a poet, everyone's a writer
Not because everyone has a story to share
But actually they need someone meant for a manner
Not just a reader, they need a protagonist to stare.
Putting pen to paper, they start jotting moments
Each word becomes a memory and each memory a story
Remembering those saddening thoughts, the thinker laments
Then embeds in those falling drops, carving that imagery.
With a grin, a smile, they love writing those rare, lovable episodes
They still remember once spent with their loved ones
Those caring hands, that selfless happiness in those cheerful odes
They write down about those pleasing, pleasant seasons.
Not always a poet shows a dark side, maybe it's the color of the ink
Not always a poet is the victim, maybe it's something to regret
The story is always deep, none can dive in, just that pen can sink
The 'story' is always something else, amusingly the only 'reader' is that poet!