My Pen

My pen

I am deeply grateful to have
Grown up with my pen
I don’t have words to properly
Convey the respect and admiration
I have for my pen
No words can properly describe
What it gave to me
Its contribution to my life
I will forever appreciate

When I grab my pen
My mind became fabulous
As a story teller
When it bleeds it vomits
Oasis of justice
Oasis of life’s undisclosed surprises
It vomits oasis of beam of light and hope

Its ink contains hem of mystery
And the power to turn vinegar into honey
It produces memories that sustains
The flood of its ink
Glides over all pain, anger, guilt, sadness,
Suffering and stigma from the world and its humans
Its ink brilliantly captures the waves
Which breaks the silence and speaks
In volumes

Arnold Mukwe Truth

Inspired by the Indian poetry competition theme my pen

*Website:*
https://vachikepe.100sailors.org/

*Email address:*
Arnoldmukwes10@gmail.com
+27620195440
S.A🇿🇦
Date: 18-01-21
2021(C)

*Quote:* poetry is life

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