Hastily scrawling letters on paper
links me to the world of writing,
slowly imprinting words, to
an enchanted place, with no restrictions.

My wasteful pen, a useless plastic flask
My powerful pen, a real mastermind

A vessel of untainted ink
That defies all laws
Diplomacy reigns over war
Peaceful ceasefire rather than hostile fire

My guiding pen, inscribing powerful tales
My needed pen, this writer’s must

Creating hundreds of
peridot worlds, winking
into existence like fireflies
buzzing through the void of confusion

My creating pen, bringing worlds into existence
My powerful pen, destroying realms with a blot