pens scratch on paper
and thoughts splatter like rain
as minds once tied into knots, creators
unravels to reflect their tepid domain

how emotions fly, fluidity
scripted like a altruistic savior
such sublime niches of simplicity
as writers seep onto thin sheets of paper

their colors glow undead
the paper stains into withering, soften
as their drowning thoughts in their head
resurface to breath from conflicting complexions

their fragments to marvel
dot the blank verses on paper
like rain which pulled from foggy slopes
to scour the concrete in which they devour

remember their voices
a translation amidst clouds
pearly roaming choices
soon to dot the ground