‘Hitherto’ Read this beautiful poem by a 16 year old Bookosmian from Bhopal
Sat down today
The winds whispered their sway
The autumn leaves sought solace
And I, above them had found a place
The title in Italic, mind in a daze
A small note fell gently
Eyes in a glaze
The vellichor engulfed
With each texture
I ran my fingers over across the dates
It was then, that I travelled
time and place
The dimensions dreary
yet steady a pace
The canvas changed
From lemon to scarlet
In a few hours emotions ranged
I wept for the drowning sea
The arising rage
Until the desiccated petals
Fell from the last page
By the time I looked up
The opus was over
And so was the day …
