Dhanya M G
Dhanya M G Poems
|1.||Conscience In Deep Stupor||10/29/2009|
|3.||Of All The Places||12/25/2009|
|4.||A Worried Man||5/4/2010|
|6.||Mother's Duty Cycle||2/2/2010|
|8.||Pencil And Eraser||10/29/2009|
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Pencil And Eraser
I needed an eraser.
To erase memories which have left me scathe,
To erase people who made a scapegoat of me,
off my mind
To erase that portion of mind
that is brazen and overtly presumptuous,
To erase a page of god’s archive
An archive of sinners,
a page where I figure notoriously prominently.
God declined my request.
I was given a pencil instead.
“Why was it not eraser that God gave? ”, I wondered.
Perhaps, the creator wanted to see
a man writing pages of his life
Knowing he can’t afford to make incorrigible mistakes.