Pick up the dusty book on the shelf
Give it a thorough rub
Don't throw it a cursory glance
That would be the silliest snub
Open it, and you never know,
What treasures may tumble out !
Inspiration Inexplicable tingle
Running down my spine
Oozes into creaky fingers
Infusing them with life
Sinews just can't stop quivering
Writhing in ecstasy
Harried, frantic hunting
For a paintbrush, biro ,lipstick
Anything that can write !
Malvika Parthasarthy
Cluny Convent School
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