Thursday, May 05, 2011

Why I have so many empty notebooks

Dear Diary,

What should I tell your empty pages?
Those creamy textured sheets, untouched… yet.
Should I wait for an inspiration…

To have beautiful flowers grow on you
Soft animals running around
Playing peek-a-boo

Tall buildings with firefly lights
Pretty people walking by
In fabulous clothes and high heels

Childhood memories of the games I played
Summer holidays and paper planes
Making rainbows with prisms

Or should I fill you up with
Word upon word of angst and resentment
Of fading dreams and emerging fears

Should I soil your pages with these dirty thoughts
Just so I could have a clean mind?

It is for this, dear diary,
You still sleep in the blanket of dust…

I’ll wake you with colours someday.

6 comments:

Neelam Prabhu Gaonker said...

I hope you wake them all one fine day with a riot of colors...happy oranges, yellows and pinks :)
nice one...can totally identify with it...

Shivani Gakhar said...

thanks nemo.. guess i shd keep my crayons ready :)

lilasvb said...

i love to have empty notebooks

Mridul said...

Man, u just hit the nail on my head :)
so true.

Ankita Mukherjee said...

Beautifully written Shivani...

Sambit Kumar Pradhan said...

Beautiful! You should write more often and then illustrate them!

"Whatever write you may,
Colour me bright and gay.
Where ever I may now lay,
I am always yours anyway.
So do wake me up some day,
Sweeping my blanket away."

- your Diary.