Bring Me Pen, Bring Me Paper

By admin - April 20, 2018

bring me pen,
bring me paper,
over those hills,
amidst pine
and plum trees,
resides that who
stole my vitals.

penning this saga is
the only
pathway to survival
for to find the keys
to that house i must
charm the charmer.

save me, save me,
o! angels.
bring me pen,
bring me paper.

© r a m n a   s h a r m a

This poem is by Ramna Sharma from her debut poetry collection, Gritty Girl

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