THE TYPEWRITER

The typewriter on my study table

I am staring at it the whole day

Trying to make up a tale to type

But everything just goes above my head

First I used to write on a paper with a pencil

But I always broke it’s lead

Then I bought a typewriter

Well , I could not carry it

But I it was always on the table

With a bunch of blank sheets beside it

Years past it was still there

Laying still

After completing the collage

I sat on the chair near it

I stare at the typewriter for a few seconds

Then I pushed a key

It started with words , then sentences , a page , a chapter and then a book

After that it made me feel like I wanna write more

And then the number of books increased

2 , 5 , 10

Then I thought that I wanna become a writer and I did

So , the typewriter was the most important part of my life

 

Reviews

[Bo Lanier]

wow! another nicely written poem, with a "story" behind it. loved it!

[Urja Gokani]

thanks a lot

[Cherry Pepperweb]

A passion can turn to addiction very quickly but there are worse things than writing to be addicted to.
I enjoyed your writing. Thank you for sharing. :)

[Urja Gokani]

thanks i'am glad you liked it :)

[Cherry Pepperweb]

You're welcome. :)