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A Blank Page of My Diary

"I never travel without my diary,one should always have
 something sensational to read........Oscar Wilde,1891



               Date:04/10/2011

                           A
                   blank page
                   of my diary
                 kept asking me
            why it was left blank?
            As I opened the page
         I saw many painful words
        written all over it with tears,
    that was the day my father left us;
   never did I try to write on that page
for I wanted to keep that page truth-white
  sometimes I write not with ink but tears
        it is the best ink to write pain;
         I open that white page now
           and shed two drops of tear
             which fall down below
                  mingle with tears
                       and dilute 
                         my old
                           pain.      



© kashinath karmakar
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Placement:HM ; (April 2011)

Contest:The diary

Sponsor:~~A Rambling Poet~~

By:kashinath karmakar (10th April 2011)

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Gautami Phookan April 20, 2011 at 11:16 AM Kashi, there's immense depth in this poem; in its words and the tears...Very sad and poignant write,well expressed.Best wishes to you,Gautami

Nette Onclaud April 11, 2011 at 12:56 PM riveting piece, kashi.. wowowow.. sure winner..:)huggs

Andrea Dietrich April 10, 2011 at 9:39 PM Again, a very lovely poem, Kash! tell me what happened! (oh, and the cats are still in hiding)

Dr.Ram Mehta April 10, 2011 at 6:04 PM Nice and very unusual way to write a diary, kashinath. Good luck in the contest,

Constance La France April 10, 2011 at 3:26 PM Thank you for supporting my contest. Sad and beautiful!

Andrea Dietrich April 10, 2011 at 3:20 PM Kash, this is another one of yours that is so touching because it is from a deep feeling inside you. Like that other one you wrote about your father. THis is sure to do very well in the contest. I should hope so. Good for you with this entry. I cannot think how to do it,and time is running out... well, time to make dinner!!

Deb Wilson April 10, 2011 at 1:23 PM This is so beautifully sad Kashinath..best of luck to you in the contest...love,Deb

Carolyn Devonshire April 10, 2011 at 1:01 PM Oh, I can sense so much pain in this poem, Kash. Pages left white because of the tears... Wonderful contest entry! Wishing you success, my friend. Just six spots left in the legends contest. Love, Carolyn

Michael J. Falotico April 10, 2011 at 12:48 PM Touching write my poet friend, " write with tears" Love that... Best of luck to you...always Michael

Mugdha Prabhakar April 10, 2011 at 12:40 PM white = purity! very nice analogy between the white page and truthness. beautiful and touching words indeed!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart April 10, 2011 at 12:30 PM A sad entry in your diary Kashinath but a memory of luv forever ingrained in words luv... good luck in the contest.. make sure u put a date on your entry for this competition..luv..