Words of an Empty Sheet

by Priyanka Bhowmick

Come,

look at my face

ain't I blank?

waiting to be filled up

I do not know my fortune

what are they going to write on me

may be of fate

or may be of love

may be a poem

or I do not know what

I might see their smiles

or tears of agony

or torn up memories

of a bitter heart

nervous am I

for the flow of ink

of a leaky pen

might spoil up my beauty

I wait for the smiling words

to adorn my face

so that they read me

again and again.

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