Unsharpened Pencil

I am the writer
of unwritten words...
who writes, rewrites
hidden poems..

my essays are vague
and the stories fade,
my literatures are nothing
but shade

unfounded words,
unknown themes,
unended conclusions…
where will this writing leads?

how is the curve?
where is the line?
how will the unsharpened
carve this empty white..?