Helpline Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
Helpline
When I scratch and cut
And scratch again
When no suitable words
Come to mind
When I doodle and fumble
Thinking hard
Trying to fill
The pages white
Oh poets, of all the ages past
Lend me your art to make a start
And carry your torch burning bright
A poet in my own right!
Saturday, December 18, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: writing
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8/8/2025 1:17:26 AM # 1.0.0
You are awesome. A beautiful poem. Nice share.