(13.12.1955 / howrah)

Missing Page

Some pages are missing
When I tried to unfurl
Book of my life
Where that pages have gone?

I still peep into the book
Again and again
Has it been torn by anyone
Or stolen by my beloved.

Those pages were precious
And more important
Which I can never confess
To redeem my life.

On the canvas of life
Space is left empty.

by ramesh rai

Comments (3)

Missing pages may be stolen by the time and it will be returned by the time. Beautiful poem on forgotten memories. Loved reading it.
Missing pages lost in memory by reasons unknown or just known to you. May be every thing is not for share but still precious to think of. Good poem.
missing pages will come back to you.keep your eye open and wait.. good concept