My pen ink

My pen and notebook are my refuge, I write my phrases in it, I vent my anguish in it, I contemplate, I cry, I remember all the images and in it I write my sighs, the war of my pen is blood bleeding from a dead person, from Rashid, the war of my pen is the tear of an orphan or a man who lost all dignity, the war of my pen in situations of love and sadness, my tears trickle from it, the war of my pe...