.......PAPER.......

I want to get submerged in words....

I want to be read .......

Read.............

Till every single person understands the power of quill

Till pain turns to healing rhymes

Till lust turns to love

Till lava of anger turns to glacier of peace

Till world realizes that magic exists in my beloved ink

Till its denizens know that a paper like me lived and made many of them to do the same

Till fear of burning to ashes turns to the embraced truth that my lines would carry

Till the sphere knows that eighth wonder of the world is none other than

my confidante... the quill.

This is me paper . Though I may stand upright yet my story revolves around the sun of ink and quill while I rotate around the axis of feelings camouflaged as words.

©tiawritz