Deepa Thomas

Rookie (28th August / Kerala, India)

Blank Paper - Poem by Deepa Thomas

God created us like a blank paper
More white than milk
More pure than rain

He let others walk into our life
Take that pen by the side
And let them make their mark
Some write, some just glance around,
Some erase what they wrote,
Leaving us never the same.

Some marks run deep,
Some on the surface
Some start new
Some complete the marks
And we change therefore
And change continues every day!


Comments about Blank Paper by Deepa Thomas

  • Rookie Diya A (4/10/2008 4:38:00 AM)

    Nice perspective indeed... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Yadi S (4/13/2006 5:13:00 AM)

    Good work.... Keep it up... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Yashar rezaeipour (5/18/2005 10:11:00 AM)

    do not forget some one with black blank paper! they must have white colour pens to make their marks.
    do you have white pen, then? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ghada Shahbender (5/18/2005 7:40:00 AM)

    So well said. I would add that some make marks that are unerasable and stay with you for life. Beautiful, Deepa. GS (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Ghada Shahbender (5/18/2005 7:40:00 AM)

    So well said. I would add that some make marks that are unerasable and stay with you for life. Beautiful, Deepa. GS (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mary Nagy (5/18/2005 7:05:00 AM)

    Very nice Deepa. Such an interesting way to look at life and how those around us make their mark. I really enjoyed this. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 18, 2005



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