Uneclipsed
A collage of memories
bring in autumn leaves
To my window.
A heart that rejoices lonesome
interiors and admires
Abstract arts ,
is poisonously indefinite,No?
Though turtles race
Abjecting time ,why can not
I ?
Is this the reason
You paint the smoky sky
With different shades?
Wishes abounds fill the
palette of my senses
with coloured glasses
As I observe gray streets
from kaleidoscopes.
But when its black,
How will you protect
My fragile self
being unreal ,
Invisible?
For its only Your touch
What speckles the diamond ring
from the eclipse that
blots me black .
SoUmY@
P.S.--I hate doing this but
bring in autumn leaves
To my window.
A heart that rejoices lonesome
interiors and admires
Abstract arts ,
is poisonously indefinite,No?
Though turtles race
Abjecting time ,why can not
I ?
Is this the reason
You paint the smoky sky
With different shades?
Wishes abounds fill the
palette of my senses
with coloured glasses
As I observe gray streets
from kaleidoscopes.
But when its black,
How will you protect
My fragile self
being unreal ,
Invisible?
For its only Your touch
What speckles the diamond ring
from the eclipse that
blots me black .
SoUmY@
P.S.--I hate doing this but
Comments
bring in autumn leaves
To my window.
A heart that rejoices lonesome
interiors and admires
Abstract arts ,
is poisonously indefinite,No?
A brilliant verse in itself. one of your very bests. Though I think it could have been a collage o autumn leaves that bring back memories to the window silt.
Though turtles race
Abjecting time ,why can not
I ?
A simple question that strikes at many levels!
Wishes abounds fill the
palette of my senses
with coloured glasses
As I observe gray streets
from kaleidoscopes.
Another WOW verse!
For its only Your touch
What speckles the diamond ring
from the eclipse that
blots me black .
Clincher!!!
Id wanted to pick and dissect each owrd of it, but here the flow is impeccable, neatly tailored with a superior touch of metaphors and words laced effortlessly.
On another level, this can be taken as a tale o love, recounted in its dark days, and it utterly pains to think so too.
But the level u put this to, is astounding.! Brilliance is yours! God keep u! and il gift u another long episode o silence :)
i dont gather words to evn praise a single line
Forget me!
An opening stanza should be such that it sets the tone, and creates that aura, an impression.. and its here, the entire collocation in the collection of memories, the lonesomeness, the insidious feel of being poisoned by the emotion!!! Superlative..
And from there, there is no looking back.. You go on and paint those pictures with surrealism, from your palette of experience and research!!
This is that diamond ring of the eclipse, alright! No doubt about that! I know I have missed much, but for now, I shall have to be content with what I can take for now:)
I must have forgotten...
This is just AWESOME!!!
Though turtles race
Abjecting time ,why can not
I ?
profoundity! daz wat diz muse is all about...at various levels, hinting yet not screamin out aloud..subtle wi dat endearin quality...!
n de laz stanza, itz like a final note, dat takes de write off to a higher plane- of sheer brilliance!!!
Awe struck!!