My pen doth flow
It has no emotion
It should not know
The feel of the ocean
Yet it can spin to you,
The greenest field,
The warmest breeze,
And the way it will feel
It has never seen
A beautiful face
It has never known
A warm embrace
How does it know
At its darkest hour
My pen doth flow
The sweetest flower
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful expressive :) my pen doth flow.. no emotion! I love that, saying you show no emotion with your writing but still it gives feelings to others.. wow.. Read mine called Broken Hand of the Writer it is somewhat of the same concept :) great write