From the very beginning

my alphabets were my food-

not all and always

a ‘scrumptious chocolate tart’-

but most were palatable-

life at all times was good

till I met with craggy darkness-

only then I came to learn

that each letter was my lamp-

each iridescent word my breather-

each book my lighthouse-



Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Literacy @ Poets United


13 thoughts on “Literacy

  1. Oh Sumana, how exquisite this is! Each word a lamp, each book your lighthouse. Writing our way through the dark times keeps us alive, I think. We are fortunate we have that outlet, as so many dont.

Thank You :)

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