My Comrade

My black and grey comrade,

Mightier than blade. Oh! The guard,

The harbinger of my thoughts

That will endure time’s onslaughts.

 

Oh! My black and grey friend,

A fine character, you lend

To my silent sentiments

And multitudinous novel rudiments.

 

Relentlessly pouring out, my

Words like a fountain,

Always with me, you tread by

My precious little pen.

 

P.S. : I owed one.

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