Black Beauty Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

In every night I try to write
A stroy that was once bright.
A careful attempt is made
To enlighten the memory fade.
From childhood to present day
Imprisoned well words do play.
Someone told me something,
And I mention merrily everything.
Somebody mocks me as poet,
I feel proud that has no weight.
I pen painly such plain nonsense,
Hazy handwriting hovers over fence.
White paper smiles with lines
And black beauty silently shines.