Death of a pen

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

I wrote this poem after my pen broke on me in the middle of a college short story I wrote.

Oh, pen.
There you lie,
Cold and pale, 
With your jaunty cap askew.
NO more ink
Courses through your vein.
You've bled your last drop
On my paper.
No more will I chew on you,
pondering poetry.
No more will you take down my thoughts.
No more marking or jotting.
You have come to an end,
Oh my dear, sweet,
Lifeless pen.


Submitted: April 08, 2017

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