Posted by: Ron DuBour | January 27, 2015

SCRIBBLER~by Indira Sadanandan




My deadly like is to be a full time writer
But I could never do that or
I am not a writer at all
I am only a scribbler
Something which comes to my mind and
I give way to that on a paper and
My pen frequently lose it’s wetness
Also a lot of paper be wasted
But one thing satisfy me that all my readers
Love what I write,in spite of it being
Not in the top rank
In my childhood I Iiked drawing and
Drew so many pictures,birds animals,children
And old people all I drew
Every day when I got up on the bed
They rushed into my mind
Demanded me to draw them,in a hurry
They climbed on my bed room walls
But someone has stolen my drawing power
I picked up words from the language
And began to write
Oh, my pen drains,hence I stop writing now.


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