As this pen touches my palm

I feel at peace and calm.

As the pen touches the paper I feel at ease

And I write down my thoughts as I please.

Black ink fills blank space

As the pen moves with grace.

I swear this is my greatest deed.

Paper and pen is my remedy.

 People ask, "What is there to seek in poetry?"

I say there's nothing to seek in poetry.

Poetry is for what has already been sought.

Poetry is to express the mere thought.

People ask, "What if there's nothing left to be sought?"

I say "You'll find out when the world stops."