Lost Pen

I lost my pen The pen I loved No other pen Gives me the feel The feel of the pen That I've lost. I've an idea Floating inside There's a deep Urge to write But pen in hand Does not move. The pen I had Turned intimate When I try to write I think of the pen Thought of the pen Freezes all thoughts. What I've lost Must be somewhere Lying idle or Active in hands I wish you well Let me start afresh. Hope someday I'll find you back I can't hold My thoughts any more I hold your friend To write my words.