My feelings for the Trionders…..

Pen Haiku.

A poem describing the childhood days we all have gone through..!

Relations weave relationship….

Here is an ode poem that I have made.

He was standing by her desk,

While the girl sharpened pencils,

When she returned he had gone,

But left her such nice stencils;…

A cinquain poem.

This is the story of a pencil and eraser.

What more can be done with a pencil apart from scribbling it on paper?

Short Story: Be Like the Pencil.