Treasure Island

Ramesh T A

(28th August 1950 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

Before Forgetfulness Cuts Thoughts...!


I thought of going to bed earlier;
But communication gadget pulls in!
Browsing poems felt I writing poem;
Here again flow words in verse...!

What a pleasure and relief poetry gives
Writing as I wish verse the way I like!
What a boon poetry is for man to lull
On the waves of words to woo all!

Night sky is full of clouds of rain still,
Yet I spend time burning light lamp!
Time spent in such useful way is fun
Nothing can give joy and satisfaction!

If not not now when can I say this verse
Before forgetfulness cuts chain of thoughts?

Submitted: Friday, November 04, 2011

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