A New Pen Poem by Walterrean Salley

A New Pen

Rating: 5.0


I've written all day
And all night.
My pen is empty
And I’m uptight.

I scratch and scratch
For ink to flow;
But the pen cries—
“There is no more! ”

It was a good pen
With a great feel.
‘Tis hard giving up,
But I have to yield.

And so, I reach
For a new pen.
And, oh, my stars—
Got a new friend.

©

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success