The swords have cut so many pencils...
But couldn't erase it's single mark....-
then Shital, don't you think
along with our pencils,
we can meet each
other !-
1 poison bottle,
2 beer bottles, Chicken
3 blank pages
4 colour pencils
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I think..
Books, music, pencils and dance
Has a common problem.
Once you start to love it,
Even if you leave it in the middle,
It'll make you love it again
Again and again.......-
Somewhere between
sharpening the HB pencils to create a perfect tip to write
and
sharpening the lip pencils to create a perfect pout,
I grew up.-
Remember when we used to write with pencils and erase everytime we would make an error, but never do we make that mistake again? Can't we make our lives the same? By Erasing our mistakes like they never existed but never forgetting that we made them.
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I lived in a house which
Holds the memories of my frst cry.
That house
Holds the memories of
my frst fall,
Which I had while
learning to walk.
The walls of that house
hold the endless lines
drawn by pencils ,
When even I wasn't able
to hold pencils.
I lived in a house which
is not just a house
to me it's the store house
of my joyfull memories,
Those memories which are
like ointment
to the wounds of
Tiresome present life.
-
Everything written in
pencil can be erased.
Is pencil a friend
or a foe?
-chitrakshi-