A Writer's Blood

Words and Words, they flow and flow,

Like a river maybe, or like a raging storm,

A writer’s blood is their tears and emotions,

Only on a paper so parched, a writer’s blood soaks deep.

A Tear is a drop of stinging and salty water,

For a writer, a tear contains an entire flurry of unbridled words,

A drop of Blood is a mere crimson drop of liquid,

For a writer, a drop of Blood contains a raging typhoon of raw emotion.

A writer’s blood is their tears and emotions,

Only on a paper so parched, a writer’s blood soaks deep,

Be it any human whomsoever,

Words shall never judge.

A paper on a table, a Quill and a bottle of ink lay nearby seemingly untouched,

Now look at the paper, do you see a writer’s blood or plain blue ink?

WRITTEN BY,

R. MAHIMA RAM