An unenthusiastic climb 🙏
When all of my pens runs out of blue ink
Shall my baffled brain memorise what my mind will think?
From each and every moment that is made in a blink
I really pray that my head isn’t deceptive, with a dishonest hoodwink
You see I rely on pen and paper to pen my poetry in rhyme
After I have tapped out my thoughts onto my phone, using my moving finger and mime
There could well be cause for concern, coz I am almost past my prime
And swiftly stepping up that ladder of life, on an unenthusiastic climb…
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