Subramanian Vadakkupattu Krishnan


My First Fountain Pen-'writer' - Poem by Subramanian Vadakkupattu Krishnan

['ANNA' - an old Indian coin, some five decades ago]


At that age I was not eligible for pen,
My desire grew like fire to have one,
An 'anna' my pocket- money too less,
Restless days made me reckless.
The plan worked out and I knew the vendor,
'Writer' was the name of my new wonder,
Hiding I wrote and wrote till the ink dried,
Next day my sister made a big fuss and cried,
For having lost her few, annas, from her bag,
By mere default rightly caught the rogue!

Topic(s) of this poem: pen

Form: Free Verse


Comments about My First Fountain Pen-'writer' by Subramanian Vadakkupattu Krishnan

  • Sekharan Pookkat (11/2/2017 10:56:00 AM)


    one ruppee was equal to sixteen anna
    half a ruppee was equal to eight anna
    quarter a ruppee was equal to four anna
    and maximum valli for a man was six annas
    we will get two hands full losenchers for one mukkal- interestins days wasn't it- a nostalgic poem -
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 12, 2015



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