Is it merely just a paper?
Born from nature, molded by hands
Timekeeper of history, curator of mortal demands!
From the moment a kid scribbles their first doodles
To the moment a person records his last.
Is it merely just a paper?
A child’s canvas of boundless dreams,
Where letters dance, and colors gleam.
An artist’s appetite for creation,
Where he shapes his imagination.
A man’s plea of proposal, a revolutionist’s voice
A royal decree, a gift! Or a nation’s cunning ploys,
An innocent airplane, a love letter or a terrible ransom,
A waste or a cheque of money- quite handsome!
It has the power to bring tears or a simple smile,
A bridge between hearts, across many a mile
In ink, in lead, in blood or in gold,
Written in it are valiant stories to be foretold
Written in it are-
“A B C D”, “1 2 3 4”
“Apne matbhedo ko bhuljao aur Halla Bol !”
“Rohit weds Archana”
“He fought with honor”
“Sorry mom and dad, I couldn’t make it”
Carrier of Joy, Carrier of Sorrow
Plight of yesterday, Flight of tomorrow!
Is it merely just a paper?
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Writing itself probably the world's greatest invention long neglected in its importance. Without it knowledge could not be passed on over much time. Paper came latter but surely facilitated the process. Yes trees have given us something to talk about
Scribing was a super efficient way to pass down knowledge, I implied paper for convenience .. As it's more relatable than scribes...
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