So what if the clouds are grey
The shining stars shimmer through,
A distant violin weeps
In the eerie silence..
A spotless white buck sits
On the nose of a pitch dark boar
And devours burning charcoal..
Birds are shivering of the icy river
And a crocodile swims in my hot soup..
Some pages of a half burnt book
Flutter in my hollow vacuum
Stigmata!
Note: This poem was published in the literary journal Muse India
Note: This poem was published in the literary journal Muse India
Wow! Powerful visuals evoked!!
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DeleteBarring the 2nd line,all other lines express general despondency. Have a good day Amit!
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Thank you Shraddha:)
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DeleteA poet with strong sense of visuals can only write such lines.....a word picture!
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DeleteIts easy to visualize the picture painted in the poem.
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DeleteVivid imagery...!
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Delete...a distant violin weeps...!
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DeleteA painting in words still damp, that too All black and grey ... still so beautiful !
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