Open Book


I am like an open book -
Seen by all, read by many,
Understood by a few.
Some pages worn out 
Some freshly written.
Passages read and re-read
Also, shared with others over coffee...
Some passages left alone.
Neither read nor shared
I am like an open book -
Secretly waiting - 
for someone to read me 
the way no one has read me before.





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poems on depression

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Literature by Arti Honrao is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 2.5 India License. unless mentioned otherwise.
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