From Pain To Pen
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The heart carried pain
The hand carried pen
The heart must pour out
The pen must hold
Slowly, slowly dripping
The pain became the ink
That filled the pen to the brim
Pain translated into words
The heart lost its weight
And the paper was heavy
With the burden of words.
Nosheen Irfan © 2015
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