Hi friends ….Today while cleaning drawers I found single, unused white crayon in empty box so thought of penned down its feelings.
Disclaimer- I am not sad or emotional writer, love happy stories, happy endings 😊. I like all colours including white
Through the eyes of a White Crayon
I am unique,divine & proud of my purity,
My 11 friends who were my reflection but having different identity,
Spreading colour was only our purpose,
Excited in that confined box no idea about outside world
One day door of our destiny opened by tiny fingers,
My friends were picked one by one ,
Outside giggles made me more anxious,
I left alone, waiting for my turn
My friends returned but not my reflections,
They were broken, peeled & thrashed
But all happy as their aim was fulfilled
Days passed I stood alone, sad & untouched
After many days I was suddenly picked up,
Saw my friends imprints on
papers,walls & minds
Horrified when I was thrown out of window,
took my last breath & left permanent mark on the road
‘What would the white crayon think?’ I love your creativity. Its a fascinating post😊
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Hey Thanks dear….yes white crayon always unused and unwanted in the box….so tried to express it…I am pleased u liked it
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Great story of a little guy!
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Appreciate your kind words…Thanks
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Wow Bhavana, your blogs are really awesome and this one is so insightful 😊. I loved the title of this post so much !! Have a nice day ahead 😇
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Thanks for visiting and liking my blogs.This comment made my day☺ . Hope you have a nice day too.
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😊
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Nice one
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Thanks for stopping by☺
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Welcome
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I adore your creativity, what a fantastic little idea. How heartbreaking – you made me feel sad for a crayon!! You write beautifully – love your blog x
Abby – http://www.seafoaming.com
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Thank you for kind words…so glad u liked it..
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Your blog title and the posts are perfect. So bright and colorful. This poem on the white crayon has so much meaning.
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Thanks!!..it means a lot to me..I’m happy that you enjoyed it.😊
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Loved this Bhavana!
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Thanks Angela😊
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White crayon symbolises a girl’s inner feelings.. isn’t it?? Untouched and pure❤
Well its just how i look at it😀
Your post was amazing and deep..i loved it❤
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Thanks for your kind words…everyone has a different interpretation & I liked yours…girls feelings so true….filled with so many emotions…and we girls are full of life , spreading colours everywhere.
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gud 1👌
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Thanks for stopping by
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Hahahaha
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That was some good 😊 imagination..
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really fascinating creativity, i mean who could think of crayons as a basis for a poem.
great work
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Thank you..that means a lot, coming from you.
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My white crayon is the only one out of my newest box… removed this weekend so that my boyfriend could use it for truck work. Sometimes, white crayons get to have all the fun! Just not often. This post made me smile. Thanks for checking out my blog and inspiring me to find yours. All the best!
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Glad that you enjoyed it..Thanks for stopping by & best wishes to you too
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wow…beautifully penned 👌❤
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Thanks a lot!
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Very creative one. 👍White crayon isn’t useless always. A tip. Draw something using white crayon and paint the paper with blue ink. The white drawing stands out. 😀
Good post and keep up the work. 😊
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Thanks for feedback & special tip..sure I ll try it
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Lovely post
You possess great imagination.
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Thanks dear…it means a lot to me
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