An Open Book

I’m an open book πŸ“–
people come and write
whatever they wish on its pages
about me, about themselves
and about those totally unrelated
in their own alphabets and words
of different hues and shades…

I don’t mind
as they generate both
good vibes and weird thoughts
that help colour
some other pages of my choice,
but some other people come,
deface a page or two
and add some more words
and colours on subsequent pages…

I smell their emotions
and start comparing
with those of pretty flowers,
soft tendrils
as also cactii and croton leaves
of my tiny garden
that evoke some funny thoughts
about my past,
though tainted and dented
yet painted and scented…

Some people come,
read a few pages,
turn a new page
with something in mind,
but close the book while going,
I reopen the book
keep a pen and inkpot for them
and light a lamp
for every new leaf so added
amid fresh air and fragrance…

–Kaushal Kishore



  1. Thank you, Kaushal, for eloquently describing the book of your life.
    All the events in our life leave the writing on its pages, and bad ones we can
    remember as thorns of cactus. Perhaps, it is lucky that we don’t know the ending in advance …


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    1. You’re absolutely right, Joanna, it’s better not to know about future, as all the thrill of life will go away. Life is after all a mix of both sides that makes it complete. Thank you for sharing this thoughtful response!

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    1. Agreed! Stanza three paints a thought provoking picture! Ah … to smell the range of one’s emotions! (I wonder if the scent of the same emotion would change per person?)

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  2. Beautifully written, KK! The whole poem touched my heart, but the last stanza really spoke to me…I wonder how many people keep that page open until the lamp only highlights the length of time its been waiting by showing the layers of dust…..πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

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    1. Thank you, Dawn, for your thoughtful response. I think we have no control on others’ views and actions. What’s in our hands to think good and do the best under the given constrains. πŸ˜ŠπŸ’žπŸ’ž

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