13 Pen Poem by Athul KrishnaA

How bored I am I don’t know
Just fifteen days ago,
My activeness, was very great
Writing non-stop almost all day long
But what to say all my fate
It’s so smelly here
Why they put me here I don’t know,
My blue mark is too thin
My time has almost come
For me to leave this world and go
To heaven or hell, I don’t know
I had a very long life though
You must be wondering who I am
I am none other than a
A poor gel pen!