Writer's words..

An escapist tendency of the pen,
Wanting to be led to freedom.
Tied to the hands of the writer,
In happiness and in little pain.
Throwing away smudges of blue,
Turning the sinister world green.
Heaven would not separate thee,
A union of the grey and black.
Travelling across cultures in step,
Toiling across battlefields of men.
Braving the biting,easterly winds,
Sane and simple in its restlessness.
The writer writes following his heart,
The pen writes following the writer.
The world is amazed by the flow,
Drops of wisdom glowing in tandem.