Quill pen and ink well resting on blank parchment paper with cop

Every piece you come across,
every word and line formed,
taken right from the core part of their hearts,
drawn from the deepest emotions,
each sentence carved with brilliant artistry,
hours worth thinking, re-writing & editing,
reaching the zenith of their soul,
inked the paper with calligraphic blood & sweat,
like a personal diary meant to be read.

A diary not to keep to oneself, but
to transcend the people from natural to the supernatural
to fill the world with the magic lying in their hands
to just make the earth a beautiful place.

 

 

*A writer’s work is a never ending journal. good, bad, best and extraordinary. Written to bring something nice to the earth.