On the white colored pages,
I write my story,
Then, keep it open.
Some appreciate,
Some award,
Some hurray and then yayy.
Some criticize,
Some laugh,
some don’t even try to understand.
I look back those pages,
Oops!
It was in white ink!
On the white colored pages,
I write my story,
Then, keep it open.
Some appreciate,
Some award,
Some hurray and then yayy.
Some criticize,
Some laugh,
some don’t even try to understand.
I look back those pages,
Oops!
It was in white ink!
Its PH 
So beautifully written, Prakash and for sure a blank paper with white ink that wrote on a blank page. Great poem.
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Thanks a lot.. 🙂
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Welcome
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Great one prakash .
Long time no see…Hope you are doing good.
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Thank you so much.. 🙂
It’s been on and off lately.
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This brought to my mind the different types of people who read blog posts – did you intend it like that or am I being fanciful?
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oh, i see that. It was not intended that way. 😀
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Always great to read your posts! Very good!
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Thanks a many.. 🙂
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Wonderful imagery Prakash!
Sherri-Ellen 🙂
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Many thank you.. 🙂
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