'Am I written? '
The young writer
Inquisitively asked himself in his vision,
Soon someone whispered to him from within,
'You are already written
In the most promising page,
But that's invisible.'
What He writes! It is indelible inks, but who can see or read it? !
Wonderful truly Anjandev
We do a lot of scribbling before we get a sense of what is really written.
We never know our own fate. The same with the course of our life. A thought provoking and interesting write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Mysterious write as your other poems, very hard to get the meaning.