White Board With Black Spot Poem by AAHAN VARMA

Quietly watching a white board,
stillness of myself I ever node,
most of people only notice black spot,
it can be claimed as common mistake for all

keeping a piece of greenery with us,
just somedays left to fill bus,
if ones it start without silence,
no one knows where it ends

to be honest as a maverick,
keeping my feeling sick,
not afraid to be member of death and life,
just not to be hidden by knives

mother does no want her son to fight,
they made themselves to be greenery of light,
every one notices black spot on white board,
whenever my mother will ask I will node

: -- AAHAN VARMA