A Bottle of Ink

A Bottle of Ink

A bottle of ink, and a piece of paper,

The thoughts I'd link to keep them safer!

Scribbling away till the last drop drawn,

Not giving up even with the last hope gone!

Tables turned from dreaming about in sleep,

Sacrificing it all to enliven the steep!

All 'cause one day I would reach,

The land where my dreams beseech!

Not to a stereotypical magic place,

And definitely not in an outfit sown with lace!

Not as the most perfect lady,

But as sunshine that smiles daily!

Not a place with fireflies and fairy dust,

But a place with peace? That's a must

Try, and sure  find me, there,

With, bottle of ink and a piece of paper!

-J.B.Anjna