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Drawing Pen

Nov 24, 2022
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By Anirudh G K






Affordable for all is my cost

But I can easily be lost,

For I am called a drawing pen

To draw whatever one feels,

As long as I can.


I am small, light and easy to handle,

To show one’s views

Like the guiding light from a candle.

I come in a wide variety of colors,

And can be packed or gifted with flowers.


Sadly, when I am done fulfilling their needs,

Until further notice, I am discarded like infertile seeds.


By Anirudh G K





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