At each moment you set,
On spot your lens of camera,
But illusion by presence,
This diverts attention.
You click and click on reality,
But you capture colours,
Those are colourful shadows,
They remain still or move.
Clicking on natural matters,
You get shadows only in screen,
Scenes of illusion of beauty,
Reality remains far from you.
You click on real image,
Self awakening gives light,
Power of love is within self,
Who clicks on self is wise.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,3rd, July 2017. All rights reserved.
Real picture is what we capture in imaginary and real mind Real picture motivates mind. This poem is a great write.
Clicking on natural matters, You get shadows only in screen, Scenes of illusion of beauty, Reality remains far from you. shadows and illusions of life and living. very fine thoughts dear Kumaramani. tony
Lens of camera has vision to capture real image. Sweet flute of God produces sweet sound for learning. We feel God's love with greatest sweetness. His flute is nice. You are a nice poet and this poem is an excellent poem.
Clicking on natural image we can click on natural manners. This is an interesting poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
You click on real image, Self awakening gives light, Power of love is within self, Who clicks on self is wise. wisely written, great poem, thanks for sharing the poem with us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You capture colours! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.