Philo Yan

Veteran Poet - 1,133 Points (Malaysia)

A Blank Book - Poem by Philo Yan

The moment of existence,
a blank book is given
Unseen pen unconciously write
Child of innocence, no history was written
Until they teach the wrong from right

Once innocence goes, you are the author
Someone's brother, sister, son or daughter
Fill up your pages, no exchange for another
No redos of your past engages
It has been set, no extra pages

Many experiences, does mind conspires
breaks you to pieces in pain and be broken
Return to innocence one can again inspires
Reason to fix, life's stories woven.

Comments about A Blank Book by Philo Yan

  • Gold Star - 70,570 Points Gajanan Mishra (7/8/2013 9:02:00 AM)

    life's stories woven, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 8, 2013

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