On the chaotic island
Perplexed, I stare,
Standing still,
Trying to weave
My thoughts again.
They had left me
All drenched and
Drained..
And created a vacuum
Within…..!
.
Out of the blue,
Some thoughts
On my mind,
Burst like bubbles
And fill the void
With myriad hues
.
As the cooling embers
Reignite..
Restlessness
Appears green to me...
Its freshness
Keeps me alive..
~~payal~~
Standing still,
Trying to weave
My thoughts again.
They had left me
All drenched and
Drained..
And created a vacuum
Within…..!
.
Out of the blue,
Some thoughts
On my mind,
Burst like bubbles
And fill the void
With myriad hues
.
As the cooling embers
Reignite..
Restlessness
Appears green to me...
Its freshness
Keeps me alive..
~~payal~~
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" There is a time for the evening under
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a time for the evening under lamplight
the evening with the photograph album
love is most nearly itself .
I had to quote Eliot for this poem for its intensity.
My words would sound really redundant.
I can see the ocean...the waves, the ripples, and I see blue... :)
ReplyDeleteI really Liked The touch of Greens in this as its a symbol of Life.. and Hope .. :)
ReplyDeleteRefreshing read, Di. Loved the painting more but.
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