ELOQUENT INK

ELOQUENT INK

Sky of brilliantly brilliant things,

Endowed with stars of sagacious beings,

Swallowed Solomons sailing to success,

Alongside wealthy fellows.

Tumbulu! Tum-bu-lu!! Tum-bu-lu!!!

Eloquent ink slipped into the sages sky,

A cynosure scared to fly,

Born without a silver spoon,

Yet, gradually swimming in the sky.

Parents walking on the ocean of hardwork,

Controlled like zombie here and there,

Still, pockets remained paralyzed.

Swiftly riding to the land of old,

With no glimpse of gold,

Either bought or sold;

No achievement ever told.

Determined never to embrace quarter to nine,

But to hit 12 O clock,

And press quarter past three. 

A stitch in time saves nine,

Entire milieu, all saucy than mine,

Never will i hit 6:30,

Although, i am financially slack,

 i know i own what they lack,

'Cause creativity in me is burning like coal;

Digging grounds and making me my friends foe.

Trying to get a fire extinguisher

To shut the mind of my muse,

You, your colleagues and loved ones,

Asserted the warning gong of my mentor,

Who can block the work of the creator?

Knitting mentality with oceans of sagacity,

Everyone hitting 6:30 on me, 

Wheen! Wheen!! Wheen!!!

Rainbow river flowing from pen in oracy,

Articulating the silence of its beholder.

Birth of my creativity,

Announcing the death of mediocrity and atrocity.

Eloquent ink!

Born without a silver spoon.

Alas! Determined to own one soon.

Never! Never!! I say never again will i be lampooned.

ELOQUENT INK.

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