The Painting - Poem by Naeem Rahman
Do you recognize the face in the painting
the structure, colors in an enclosed frame?
Is it me you have been seeing
or someone else with or without a name?
You, don’t get lost in the melody of time;
-for I am, still, here yet you are not mine.
And yes, I have pleaded to God so much
perhaps I am not plenty to deserve you or touch.
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