Twenty words to write
Squeaks the ink inside my pen
Indented fingers push harder
Knuckles rock over and again
Twenty words is a million too little
To pen a poet’s ponder
Twenty words is a pot to small
To boil all that wonder
Just one more- to the finish line
Oh, pen just a raise the bar
Twenty is just way too few
No matter who you are
But as I scrape your piercing tip
Down where I want to it go
You release a moaning dying sound
And then you longer flow
I’m left with an empty dent
As I’m inching toward a score
Nineteen and some loose
Pen you grant no ink no more
Twenty words is a million too little
And Nineteen is even less
And though my pen has died away
I will continue doing my best
About the Creator
T. Licht
I have a love for words and a love to share them.
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