Nib Creep – A Casualty Poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty

Nib Creep – A Casualty



While invading a new territory,
It became the reason
For the region’s lost glory.

Once the object of pride,
Now needs a place to hide,
As it knows,
It has written a sad story.

In the pocket of explosion
Hanging its head with shame,
I’ve just seen my favorite pen.

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(Note: The casualty was my linen shirt)
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