Boats Poem by Hemant Divate
Boats
What lines are these
That are written without words on the mind
That, read with a tilt of the head,
Keep flowering in your eyes
Jasmines of lines
And my mind
Like paper-boats released on water
Gets stuck here and there
How many such boats you and I
Made
That never continued to float
Then what kind of a boat of possibilities is this one
That lies anchored till this day?
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