| An Empty Page Speaks | |
| I am an empty page, | |
| whenever you pick up your pen | |
| I would love you to surprise me | |
| and draw a picture or something. | |
| But you never do. | 5 |
| Words. Words. | |
| Always it's words. | |
| You can say anything you like | |
| irrespective of what I feel, | |
| although I must admit, | 10 |
| this is the first-time ever | |
| that some level of understanding | |
| is coming from you. | |
| It could be worse, | |
| it very often is. | 15 |
| LATE NEWS: | |
| I've just received a raindrop. | |
| No. Not with a pen. | |
| It's a real one. | |
| Wet. | |
| The other side of me too. | |
| Wow. |
