Sepia Poem by Mubeen Sadhika
Sepia
The cuttlefish bone skeleton
remains at the end of the street
the green blood turns to
smother the gloom inside
the dye springs into lurid
deep rooted traces to recur
the images to be shaded to
freeze the deaden and
the pigment tans the
somber browning effect
the tone goes low to
dislike the harmony that
drives the imbalance to
limitless edges nauseating
the pungent mood into
livid memory of antique.
drives the imbalance to limitless edges nauseating the pungent mood into livid memory of antique. it nearly made me speechless and thinking. which mind i should applu inner one or outer one at one go.. it just overflowed my head...beautiful poem
Painters of olden days painted with the ink from Sepia…and even today in photography ‘Sepia Color’ used as special effect…well penned… 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:10:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
intense poem, very absorbing..one reading is not enough to delve deep into its fabric.honestly...