My thoughts in vacuum
I cannot form a cloud…
Empty,plain,artless
My thoughts become
When the muse vanishes
In a hazy cloud….
I try to create and recreate
yet fail everytime
the one in which you transformed
luminescent and transclucent
I search in folds of time…
pastels ,brush, a canvas,
I hold in hand
trying to sketch the gorgeous
the eyes of your glance…
In my verse ,I endeavour
to create the magic in air,
struggling hard through the vacuum
finding right shades for your hair…
dipped in earthy colours,
I evaluate and experiment,
finally a mystic tint
dyes the art piece in crimson pink.
originates a masterpiece
I am awestruck
Its you ,the muse,
Who’s portrait has emerged
with celestial beauty n angelic eyes,
manifests on the canvas ,the divine in delight!
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In my verse ,I endeavour
to create the magic in air,
struggling hard through the vacuum
finding right shades for your hair…
dipped in earthy colours,
I evaluate and experiment,
finally a mystic tint
dyes the art piece in crimson pink.
– My favorite lines. Good one, Soumya.
Thank you Manu
Your poem makes ‘thoughts in vacuum’ as tangibly clear as any substantial object. Nice.
Many thanks Sir,Glad you could visualize the imagination
Stunning read Soumya!
What is this beautiful thing in photo? Looks like icecream 😛
Thank you Neeraj..Oh ! That is a big soap bubble in air.I inverted the colours by editing .
Perhaps a muse is near at hand. In any case, this is lacking not in beauty or depth. Masterfully done.
Thank you very much Tam!
You have such a beautiful way of expressing…
Oh! thts sweet of you to say, Sheri!
Absolutely stunning visual and imagery told with passion and deft. You make me in love with poetry over and over, Soumya:)
Iam happy you liked the imagery Vishal and could enjoy the imagination
Your poems always give life to happy smiles! Beautiful my sister! God bless!
Thank you Wendell for your encouragement and blessings
visit and Thank you for writing which is quite good and best wishes always, and greetings
Many thanks for the visit and I shall be there on your space too soon.
so that’s how it looks…the muse… 🙂
your poem flows wonderfully – and that image – magical.
Thank you very much
As always beautifully written soumya 🙂 I wonder how every poem of yours is magical 🙂
Thank you very much Vinodhini 🙂
Thank you very much Vinodhini 🙂