That Pen...

That moment when we realise,
Our life is represented by someone else’s pen
Isn’t it amazing,
When we read a poem
Which holds our there and then!?

When we read the first stanza
Oh, it’s inescapable
When we come to the last
Oh God, it’s relatable

Our journey, our experience,
It’s us, the poet talking about
But we don’t know him,
He didn’t know us,
Is it possible?
We should figure it out!!

How overwhelming it is to note
That someone else can express
Our emotions, unknowingly
That feeling when we realise,
Our minds can also have soulmates,
Isn’t it heavenly, so heavenly!!