Erasing Absurdities

Don’t fill up the pages with garbage

Have some respect for those pristine spaces

Allow the ink to purify the true feelings

Wait, before spilling them over in a hurry

Wasting their potency on negativity

Ink can revive the words with hopeful mantra

Chronicle the stories with humility

Seeing the ink lose its power over creativity

Is painful to the eyes seeking poetic rhythm

Integrating nonsense devalues feelings

Fashioning them with frivolousness is passé

A poetic journey is seeking the truth

Exposing the frailties of words

To determine a path of poetic wonder

Resting peacefully on the white canvas

~Amitav