Tuesday, April 9, 2019

the bookmark

someone has put a bookmark in a book
and forgotten all about it

the book has gone ahead and changed multiple hands

old parched faces've caressed it
with affection

young ones've made love by it
noisily

others've  carried it with an air of intelligence
made it their brooding glass

a few regimes have changed in the meanwhile
and the world has become a little less tolerant

I hope the book doesn't lose the bookmark though
that'd be a sheer catastrophe

**

Anant Dhavale

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