There Are Books And Books, But Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

There Are Books And Books, But

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A book loud and loose if not lusty,
Read, re-read to last of printed page,
Dog-eared oft gets but seldom dusty,
And dies of tattered limbs ere her age!

While a tome beautiful and well bound,
Like well displayed wall-hanging wisdom—
Like sword and armour of a kingdom,
Dies treasured, oh a tall bookcase bound.

Or may live, not a page turned or churned,
O to die unread of ripe old age,
Or by next generation well-earned,
Yellowed and worms devoured, not in rage!

Yet, a thing common to books or men,
But a few can stand to thorough scan.
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Set in anapaest meter
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Sonnets | 03.06.08 |

Friday, August 31, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: book,funny
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
The Muse 31 August 2018

That is commendable work Aniruddha.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 31 August 2018

Reading and re-reading every printed page a man can have knowledge of book in mind. An amazing and brilliant poem is well penned...10

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Aniruddha Pathak 02 September 2018

Good to know if knowledgeable people like you like a poem. Thank you indeed.

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Aniruddha Pathak

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Godhra - Gujarat
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