When I Write Poem by Lalithashree Ganesh
When I Write
When I write
I place the world
Inside my pocket
And let the pen decide,
What arises
From wet blue ink.
When I write
There are no walls.
Only the Truth
Remains,
With memories
Palimpsest like pressed flowers
In an old dictionary.
When I write
How I enjoy
The delightful Silence
And the stillness…
While the World
Is asleep,
Inside my pocket.
Wednesday, March 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: creation,creativity,flowers,memories,pen,silence,truth,world,write,writing
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