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So I write…

September 19, 2011

One day I asked her…

“there are times
When I wonder
Why am I writing
all this and more?
The ink would
soon fade
Paper would wither
away into yore!”

“Existence and
identity would
soon be reduced
to dust
Words and ideas
would die
In presence of 
newer ones”

“Water would
change and
so would the world
New words
would be heeded
and new light

She smiled and said,

“So it may be
So it may be not
For even after
a thousand years
her songs
did not rot”

“Her words still
hold true
Her couplets are
still heard
People sing them
when alone
seeing her, in
each of her word”

“Why worry if
what you write
would stand
the test of time
If it will get
washed off or
in the rain will
it shine”

If not anything
Your words
give you life and
a little glimpse
of light
Before you close
your eyes into
Yet another
starry night

4 Comments leave one →
  1. Rashmi permalink
    October 3, 2011 16:25

    beautiful again 🙂


  2. June 20, 2012 14:46

    Great !


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