Theme: Abstract

Copy Cat

My poems, I thought,
are original, new and fresh,
from any neither I borrowed
nor bought; images and ideas
are my own...
my pride was vain and soon faded
to my surprise when I discovered
each and every line of the poem
is a mere replica of what is boldly etched
in her heart; a copy cat at best I am
everything as mine to claim.


More By  : Dr. Kumarendra Mallick

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Chandramouli sir, ha ha ha from you is my reward. Thank you for your appreciation.

Kumarendra Mallick
12-Oct-2011 22:49 PM

Comment You, a copy cat! Hahaha! Nice poem, Kumarendra ji, as always.

chandra mouli
12-Oct-2011 10:53 AM

Comment wow...simply great!!

10-Oct-2011 06:05 AM

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