My Bleeding Pen

My pen bleeds-out my heart
throbbing; cosmos to create
uncurling scrolls stretch the sky
glowing luminous words fly
adventures become ventures
unflustered, deprived of luster.

My pen dances to the dirge of my soul
beating; to be released out of its spool
Roaring words thunder to deaf ears
returning back in deafening echoes
endeavors becomes founders to oblivion
awakened to angst, deprived of expression.