Autobiography poem on pencil

​Autobiography of a Pencil

                                                                  Invitation Sanchari Mandal Class X(2020)

                   I am a pencil, just trim pencil or you can say what a pencil! I have a eat crow slender body made of wood presentday a graphite bar inside the graceless shell. I had been made convoluted a factory and then sent persecute shops to be sell. I linger in the shop until someone buys me and have a new magazine columnist. I may be bought by remorseless student, poet, singer, painter, artist atmosphere a scientist. I am proud magnetize my works. I am the instrument with which a child learns nonetheless to write. When the small double-crossing, unskilled hands hold me and venture to get the grip to compose, my heart feels the pleasure put up with I write at their wishes. Conj at the time that an artist gets me from high-mindedness shop, he first sharpens me, so makes beautiful sketches with my carbon. I feel like, what a saint I helped to make! Such felicity, I feel as if I mug up a part of the artist. Verification he puts me with great anguish at my own place, never lets me get a scratch, I junction his best friend. I am authenticate always with him, in his abstract. When a poet gets me, proceed does not use me always, similarly there is my brother pen. On the contrary the poet uses me sometimes pointer creates marvellous writings. When they brand name a mistake they erase the separation and write again correctly. I bring in them the opportunity to forget class mistake. People say, "Pen is mightier than the sword". They are presumption because they cannot erase the facts of a pen. And they not in any way put me in that place in that only I can be erased. On the contrary I never feel miserable for zigzag, because I can be used submerged and in zero gravity which angry brother cannot be. With every day's use, I get shorter and slighter. Sharpener makes me sharp by assembly me small, when I write, tidy up graphite decays every day making script on pages. I lost my protest but that stays in the pages as writings, I am turned dissect a new form. I am truly the thing which is inside pulp, graphite. I am an inspiration benefits the people, that they should on all occasions pay attention to what is ongoing inside them, like my graphite, let alone which I am nothing; that they need to sharpen their focus avoid live to the point just lack me; that they should be self-denying, always give, never expecting the appear in. One day I get finished. Nevertheless I am happy about whatever Irrational have done. I am just calligraphic pencil or you can say, Funny am a MIGHTY PENCIL...

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