A Blue Ball Pen

The article has showed facts clear:

Not two or null, but a single thing;

What sticks to the right is ordinary,

Not a sounding vowel it plans to bring.

Paint it in the shade of calm,

An adjective then guide the way.

Too bad with defective cones,

Some can’t see it in their days.

Next a double meaning caught,

One is spherical, rolling on the floor.

The other combined with the last,

Means an invention dating lores.

Used by students in their chores,

Last is a handy useful tool.

But it also traps in farms,

Though not for those living in schools.

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Eat, Work, Sleep, Repeat

Eat, work, sleep, repeat,

In many schedules that is all.

There’s no start nor there’s an end,

There’s few up or down in trends.

They have tried to escape the loop,

Of eat, work, sleep, repeat;

But except few variations,

The cycle never misses a beat.

Sometimes they are scolded or praised,

Subtle changes here and there,

But eat, work, sleep, repeat,

Still goes on eternally.

Mundane things have filled our lives,

But with some differences few knows.

People hope for things unique,

Yet they eat, work, sleep, repeat.

Red A

It’s a ruby, it’s a diamond,

It’s the brightest thing in the island.

Or should I say it’s more than this,

Chased by students to find their bliss.

It’s a prize, it’s a reward,

It’s the most harmonious chord.

When the students find all of it,

They have a reason not to quit.

But it’s a knife, it’s a threat,

It’s a sign that makes them regret.

Thunderous voices accuse annoy,

When the minus taint and destroy.

It’s man-made, it’s self-imposed,

To have the students’ joy disposed.

For it they endlessly chase,

Yet what do they find expect hollow praises?