Her Universe Poem by Shilpa Mallya
Her Universe
The Universe, Her Palace,
She holds it in her hands
Lightly like it is a thread.
Buoyant cloud, that universe,
Spiralling around her palm,
Churning the memories,
Of lives lived before her time.
Stars floating,
Galaxies watching
Silent spectators
Drafting her every move,
Judging her every moon.
Leave it and the universe will drift,
Unlike her who will be left there to wilt.
©ShilpaMallya
A deeply philosophical poem leaves the reader mesmerised about the profound role played thus far and still being played by love, man, woman, art and the nature in our lives. Thanks.
I wonder about the silent spectators. Very fascinating poem
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4/26/2024 9:50:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful train of thought elegantly brought forth in good diction with conviction. An insightful poem well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing Shilpa. Please read my poem POETIC MASTERPIECE.