The Writers Instrument

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just expressing my love for the pen and poetry

Submitted: August 08, 2012

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Submitted: August 08, 2012



The Writers Intrument

There are many like it, but this one is mine. The power of our bond has blinded my mind. in my eyes, its the only one of its kind.

It knows my deepest darkest secrets. when i collapse, along beside me it sits. its ink forms a cloth when i bleed. my dissipation is resurrected by its magnanimity. it maximizes my sublimity. my agape being may be disturbed. but at night time we merge. makes me feel immaculate, just it and I, unperturbed.

Anywhere, at anytime, it is relaible. but not to just any hand pliable. as i spill my guts on every verse. it alters my understanding of the whole universe. it is my patience, it prevents my outburst.

As i envenom this world and cause a downstream. it revives me and once again unclogs my bloodstream. I cringe in its tenacious presence. I will no longer gull my blessings. it never arbitrates me, i may never fathom its lessons.

As i fall, it straightens me, I will land. I dont control it, it controls my hand. we are an institution and we cannot be seperated by a weak stranger such as a lie. its loyalty is eternal, Semper Fi.

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