Drawing Book Poem by Mainak Chatterjee
Drawing Book
A child was flipping through his drawing book
he colored some of his drawings
that he missed out earlier
redrew some
that were not so good
A strange helplessness
filled up my mind
heartless time has seized
half of the pages of my drawing book
Which I cannot alter any more
The child gave me his book
to draw something
I drew a fading moon and a rising sun......
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5/4/2024 5:15:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A refined poetic imagination, Mainak. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.