A drop of tear
And the ink smeared
Were the words even here
The eyes was blind
And the words he couldn't find
For him
Words became forgotten
And the paper once more became barren
The ink lay there
Scattered and undeciphered
Left there on the paper wrinkled
Oh the sight,
Of a paper so bright
Comes the desire
Of creating a new empire
Created
By the pen which glided
Resting on the surface
But why so restless
The tear smiled
And the pen surrendered
While the pen can be erased
The tear had the words engraved.
