Life...like a Pencil

First - I love the idea of butterfly and transformation but saddened by the possibility of decline.

Alas once bright, n' sharp
I dull,  and immenently
grow weak...

Ugh the English language! I am only aware due to a minor in Philosophy...

Eminently – to a high degree (very)
Imminent – ready to take place; threateningly; likely to occur
Imminence – Impending evil or danger
Immanent – being within the limits of possible experience or knowledge (inherent)
Immanency – the quality or state of being – essential character of something

I am thinking "and with imminence, I grow weak"  
Just a thought and my interpretation.

Thanks for sharing! :)

Okay I misspelled it lol... BUT it was what I meant... thank you my sweetheart... truly appreciate... hey don't look at me like that! I barely ever proofread lol

oh no...I never judge and that word has been MY cross to bear.  lol  Based on the rest of the content, that is what I thought but did not want to assume anything:)  It is a wonderful poem!

Good trait to have! :)

Super dope! The comparisons flowed together so freely...spoke magnitudes of truth. Loved this.

Thank you LA truly appreciate your support n I'm honored by the RL add :)

The beauty of a humble pencil, you come up with great titles...made me ponder how sharpening to point removes the bites marks.

Aaawww thank you my sweetheart :) Truly grateful for all your support :)

First off like to say sorry for reading this so late :(
Second I love how you compare life to a broken pencil
it really sums up just the partial things that makes life,
Great job baby 💋❤️❤️

Trust me pudding it's fine... I'm just happy for your support as always :) muah! lol

Such a profound write!

I love the reference to the butterfly... the transformation...

The circle of life... growth and decay and there's nothing we can do about it...

Thank you sweetie, I agree as well... grateful always for your time n support :)

Very strong feelings it gave to me! Well done, hun, as always!

Aaaaawww... thank you my dear! I'm grateful always for your kindness n support... :)

Beautiful comparisons.

Thank you! :)

skills skills skills....
nuff said!!!!

Aaaaawwwww thanks so much bro! truly appreciate you... n much love kid :)

A great metaphore, although
when sketching, a worn pencil
seems better for shades of shadow and light...

That's very true... thing is I was Tryin to convey how like a new pencil... it's untouched, not sharpened... over time you use it n it gets run down u have to sharpen again til finally there nothing left but a nub... Thank you so much my friend I truly appreciate you...always :)

As ever it's a pleasure to read you. Wonderful job with this. Thanks for the share

N thank you for the support... I'm grateful for it truly... n happy you liked this ink :)

This sooo suits my mood today...Excellent Ink Sir...i truly enjoyed

My sweetest desire... hi my dear! Miss seeing your name pop in on me... thank you so much... appreciate your support as always :)

OMGOSH!! WOW! So much adorable stuff!!! screaming beauty this poem

WOW... got me blushing bbbbiiiiggg time over here!! lol thank you so much you sweet sweet woman... truly grateful for your praise n RL add...

PM!!! please forgive the tardiness, I have been preoccupied and beginning to catch up! You can hit on so many subjects and regardless of what it is....your metaphors are smooth as butter and create "perfect" in its imagery! Well done! bravo!!

xoxo Taryn

Nothing to forgive you for you sweet beauty... I can however, thank you! :) for the continued support of my ink n your kind words :)

I love how you shaped the passage of time and the reality of life into such as simplistic passage. It makes me think of how the more a pencil gives the sooner it will wear down to nothing, but is nothing such a bad thing? I must ponder this metaphor more.

You my dear beauty are a very heavy thinker...I appreciate your thoughtful commentary...thank u!