My Masterpiece Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
My Masterpiece
When will I write my masterpiece?
I know it is somewhere
Hidden inside me
I will know the day
It is ready to come out
And see the light of day
I am eagerly waiting
For that blessed day
Meanwhile, trying my hand at anything
It is getting build up
Block by block
Forming corridors and balconies
The spires will rise
The landscaping done
Painted and polished for its big day
Oh, when will I write my masterpiece?
Your poems are simple but rich in feeling. The day you write your masterpiece may not be far away
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4/16/2024 10:59:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Your poems are short and simple but very rich in feeling.