Beautifully it holds our words, our thoughts we put in it
This light weight thing has immense power
For a man of letters the paper is always fit
And in it writers scribble and doodle at every hour
Generations have passed, but the words haven’t
Inscribed in it are many, many events
It never discriminates between the rich and the poor
Knowledge is the same; one seeks less and one more.
Copyright © 2013 RAMU DAS
Ramu Das 
nice one Ramu! good to hear from you agian!
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Thank you! Nice to hear from you, too.
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Very well written, Ramu
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Thank you, Subh!
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Yes, Ramu, very true. The written word never dies – it nourishes, challenges, enlightens, and even remains latent – but never dies.
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True you are, Sir! “Written Words Never Die…” and this reminds me the title of your blog, and I think it is time I should plunge myself into ocean of knowledge, that is to say, your blog.
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