A/N: This is definitely not my best work. For some reason this didn't come out right. I'm putting it up for critiques. How can I improve it?
Possessed Writing Utensils
Without a guide, pens lie immobile.
Motionless they stir no hearts,
Sing no praises nor send written love.
Sudden scratching,
Words are branded on paper.
And then they burn with power.
Words may spill forth,
But the guide can exploit.
The correct signature
Starts a war.
"The pen is mightier
Than the sword".
And like a sword,
The potential to hurt
Its owner is ever present.
Mary, Queen of Scots,
Such a charming quill you had.
So bright and gawdy…
Your deciphered treachery
Cost you your head.