Category Archives: Reading

There was no book in the book-fair

Yes,this is true.
There was no book for me in the book-fair.
Though I was attracted to a few
not girls,books
they were very expensive.
My daughter was with me
and my aged look which goes with me
by default.
Besides
cigarettes eat a big chunk of my budget
and I have no book shelf at all.
This will be a very tall tale if I go on narrating
my excuses.
I often think I was very rich
when I was unemployed.
I don’t remember now who they were
but certainly there were quite a few ghosts
who would supply me money to buy books
which I wanted to buy.
This time I was prepared to buy some poetry
but I found
the booksellers were not conscious about me.

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Writing is my destiny

Says Google
21,700 results in 0.24 seconds
for “writing is my destiny”
and I am sure it will increase.

I will be one of 21,701.
You maybe already there
or appear next to me.

Asking again
“reading is my destiny”
only 0005 results in 0.50 seconds.

You need not be upset.
Readers are not writers
So Google fails to locate.

My poems are too good

My poems are too good
but they are in search
of right people to go through.
I wait for them to come
and taste.

Someday, I believe
they’ll come
and read them with love
as much
as I write them with.

They will go through
every sentence and word
and every letter
leaving not even a comma
or a full stop unexamined.

Everything in it
will speak to them.
Everything in it
will make them smile or cry
and reading my poems
they will wonder how
could I know their truth
so true!

The sad part of this story
is only this much
that when they really do
I may not be found
somewhere
that they can share
their feelings with me.

I don’t think this internet
will ever be so powerful
to carry their feelings to me.
But who there again not rear
a child or a dream
proudly to fill his absence?