Sunday, September 8, 2013

From the Last Page



From the beloved page of every student...
Some play, some write songs,
Some test their pens or sketch wierd faces
And some just write messages to the person sitting next to them
These are some verses from my one of my "last pages"


Etched somewhere are memories weak
Silently eroding the surface deep;
All maim some able being,
Ah! Memories are stronger than they seem.

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Azure heavens preen in a mantle grey
Just when it all melts away
And all that is there is just rains.

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One black Bird crashes into the face,
And the legion of black follows the feat.
One, two and three and more!
Mangled and tarnished lies a form –
Marking the fall of the Scarecrow!

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I see her sitting on a rock,
Pensive and focused;
When she is suddenly hit by a stone
And she fades away
In the rendition of the ripples.

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I spill, I flow, I etch surfaces and all,
Immortalizing words on paper and walls;
But little help am I to people with a life
As dark as my existence

For I am Ink and they are Blind.

-Vaisakhi Mishra

18 comments:

  1. deewana mujh sa nahi is ambar ke niche, aage hai saajan mera aur mai pichhe pichhe :D

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    1. haha only you could have somethin like this on ur last pages..:P
      kya vichaar hain gv ji!!...:P

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  2. Really beautiful verses.

    One black Bird crashes into the face,
    And the legion of black follows the feat.
    One, two and three and more!
    Mangled and tarnished lies a form –
    Marking the fall of the Scarecrow!


    I really loved this one for the wonderful message it has :)

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  3. We see a tree, but there are few who see it as an enlarged view of the SEED !!! Black Forest !! U r one of them :) The last page is used often, yet it remains as an unsung hero !!! Thanks to you its glorified now !!! Cheers :D

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  4. Lovely verses dear on your last page of notebook! I especially loved the last one!

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  5. Wow ... this last page surely is a treasure. "For I am Ink and they are Blind" - too good.

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  6. Nice Poem, A G+ for ur post and Have a Nice Day. . . :)

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  7. wow amazing..you explained the last page so beautifully...:) :)

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