A Facial Poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
A Facial
how many of it can i remember
a dark blue in color
not a spec of white any where
a light blue apron wear
with a frill of white clouds everywhere
the radiant yellow adds another color
a brush or canvas i have not here
am not a painter to put this in picture
am not a poet for my words to color
how would i ever remember
a sky so many in number
tomorrow i do not know what is in store....
.......for me up there
beautiful words indeed.. good expressions! ! thanks for this one! ! 10 with love shan
Nature played in your words. Awesome writing. Great narration. Deserves 10++++
amazing transforming patterns of the clouds and sky- fascinating write. some things can only be witnessed not captured and locked in words or paint just a moment in time. very creative poem 10 Mamta
''a brush or canvas i have not here am not a painter to put this in picture am not a poet for my words to color'' nice poem...well written...10+++
behind the sky..their lies our home... very nice piece Sam...very impressive.. very heartwarming thoughts very inspiring...divine and touching flowing with humility... 10+++ lovelots maia
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4/26/2024 12:56:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
beautiful lines and enchanting