The PEN iS ShakING !

I do know that I do not know,
I 'gain recall to forget it,
I do want to give it a show,
And then just forget about it.


It's in my dreams, in my heart,
Its lying above my head, so far...
Its there in my hand, in my pen
All I need, is to give it a start.


The needles black going around,
And their little children sitting around,
Waiting to be fed,
There's an hour left, but here's the sound...


A stone from infinity,
it shook my head as it reached me,
It tossed, it bounced, it weighed an ounce,
Yet it never left me,
For it came from infinity.


I now know that I came to know,
I again forget to recall it,
For, I just have given it a show.
And you don't seem to forget it !!!