I speak through my pen,  When there’s no one (worthwhile) to listen.

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I speak through my pen 
When there’s no one (worthwhile) to listen.

Why should my thoughts be mute,
When they have a route
To get out and become 
Words, wholesome?

Why must my ideas be untold
When I can let them unfold
Without opposition or censure,
To savour in the future?

When I get no ear
To pour my mind without fear
I reach out for a paper
(or a tablet)
And morph into a writer
(I don’t fidget)
It only needs a perspective change
That may initially seem strange…

Must you seek a person
To unbelt your opinion?
A plain page is as good as a pal
And always at your beck and call!
Also, with an infinite capacity
To hold all your views in safety

So, may I mention
Once again my notion?
Speak through your pen
When there’s no one to listen!

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