Ananta Madhavan


A Page to fill


Life will be
A page to me,
A page which I must fill
According to my skill,
With rhymes and doodles,
Lines and noodles
Of paint and quaint
Meandering rhymes, wandering
All over the place,
Like a mouse in a maze.


Now I have almost filled
That page, once blank and bald.
Should I write 'The End'
Or 'Please Turn Over' to cover
Another lovely blank page?


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Submitted: Friday, February 21, 2014

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Two stanzas in six decades of that blank page.

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (3/2/2014 8:27:00 AM)

    'Please Turn Over' would be the fantastic lines
    as the write never comes to an End
    it will go on till the life comes to an End.
    Beautiful poem. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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