My pen, my pain

12 Jan


A pen I found is so serviceable

Just when I desperately needed one, since,

I dropped my only pen a few minutes ago.

It’s backbreaking searching for it in this cool, cold weather.

It’s even painful being a writer without a pen either.

My pen is my sword, my strength and my breadwinner.

Think of it, the pain doubles when you have an idea

And you can’t find a pen to scribble it out.

Anyway, nature by hook or by crook provided another pen

The pen I picked on the stairs is still serving me.

Please pain, NO pen, stay with me.

Proud to say that

My pen is back and packed,

And my pain is gone – forgotten to Spain.

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Posted by on January 12, 2014 in Read


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