My Diary Stares Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
My Diary Stares
My diary
Full of ditto pages
Stares at me
Months and years
Hiding weeks
And days in between
Looking just
Monotonous.
No more monotony
I resolved
And changed color of ink
From page to page
It feels better now
I keep looking eagerly
For that day
When something exciting
Will happen
And then
I'll record it clearly
And neatly
For all posterity.
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4/19/2024 8:41:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Glancing through the pages of a diary is such a delightful experience! It is a memoir, we bequeath to the posterity! !