An Empty Page......

Empty Page.............
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I love
the empty page
as like a sage,
it holds nothing
and is always ready
to sacrifice its emptiness,
like our echo its our own,
yet away
waiting for someone
to spray colors of joy
or even invite someone
to write a few non rhyming lines
as these
an empty page
that holds
a whole story in itself
left un-narrated,
unread, untold
waiting for someone
to unfold
the same
with creative thoughts
choosing spots
in the empty page
that holds within itself
the power of self
like the saint
shining with wisdom
of unspoken words
winning the battle
without any swords
without any fight
it always remains quiet
like a void
just attracting
its followers
to create a new cult
like an adult
it displays maturity
holding your hand
like a guardian
showing you the way
so that you may not sway
away from glory
narrating a silent story
of its own
the empty page
like a cage
is ready to enslave
you in the chain
of thoughts
& I love the fetters
invoking creativity
out of nothing
like
the empty page
giving meaning
to its emptiness
which is now filled
with a few lines
of random thoughts
poured into it
emptying someones mind
& now
I love the empty page even more
as it reflects my mind
ready to unwind
the whole story
to the world
that I hold
within myself
Just like the …….
……………Empty page….
6th Nov.-2008