Come, let me
tell you a story
Of a girl with a pen
And an untold story.
It remained a secret
That she could write
Until what she wrote
Came alive.
All the men and
All the horses of the king
Ran after the girl named Sheen.
She wanted to write
An end to this
But broke the nib.
Thanks to her bad luck
She got arrested
Taken to the court
Where It was declared
To hang her in the dawn.
In the night when she was in all tears
A dove visited her in the jail
It shed feathers to become her quill
She grabbed the pinion
And bit her wrist
She wrote the end with her blood
On the walls clean.
Everything was back to normal
She made everyone forget
About her powers
The story remained a secret
Even after millions of years.
