Pen as Sword

i drew out my glittery pens

and turned them into swords

ready for the war

against their words and my thoughts

 

i pen down my feelings

in stories and prose

my ink like cannonballs

aimed at their high forts

 

not every pen can be turned into sword

not every sword can save you in the war

sometimes wish to be free from living is high

whether its eclipsed or blood moon night.

About- This poem is for all of you who are fond of writing because that is the only way you can let your emotions and anger out if you are being hurt by someone who you loved or even a group of people's whose views took over your own comfort. Writing is a way we can win fight against our haters and we're the winners.