The image portrayed within
consolidated into the picture
not by the sight
but by the mind….
partly painted, partly hazy
I think it’s a clone
With a smile as long as mile
and woes as deep as an abyss
tears dropping in loneliness
are’nt awaiting shoulders anymore
it believes god is the painter..
teasing enough for me to unveil
but the venue was divine
closed my eyes for the prayer
they opened with a beauty pristine
time came to a standstill
distresses dumped into oblivion
breaking the nervous silence
it uttered to my comfort
so much to say I thought
and that much to listen
but the bright smiles deceptively
concealed the wrinkles of tensions..
for it left all the restraints today
And obeyed internal freedom
Inherent kid was visible clearly
after spanning an era in cages
it was a picture so delicate
meticulously to be handled
but so much faith it instilled
I wonder whether it’was a lost possession
The words shadowing smiles
Or smiles shadowing words
Sheer feeling of proximity
Swept the distances of times
The association beyond explanation
a moment without a future
just a picture was what till then
sublimated into an eternal fragrance....!!!!!
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