Once upon a time,
Lived black characters,
Inked on surface of desire,
Seeking meaning, hidden away.
Fighting the symbols everyday,
They needed some more decipher,
Of the emotions entangled within,
The artist that spilled ink.
Then convoluted designs danced,
Formation of a new piece it was,
Or maybe the completion neared,
Smiles, appeared, on the papyrus.
Rains of creation danced once again,
Passionate became the inked characters,
Poetry emblessed love in its desires,
And they lived happily ever after.
Written as part of OctPoWriMo Writing Prompt Day 16: Once Upon A Time
P.S. : I have written many saga poems with this theme and would have written one again with a different perspective but time crunch and a hectic week spared me time for just impromptu short poetry. Hopefully on weekends I do better.