Saturday 20 February 2016

Poetry 2016 Longlist, Neha Godambe


In the hustle-bustle of life,
Treading alone on deserted street
Out of the blue, I see hazy reflections
Engulfing figures, though incomplete
Every motion around me comes to a standstill
Only me and my thoughts flowing
On the veneer of emotions
I splash the pigments of visuals glowing
Crayon moves rapidly, sketching
Contours of my imagination
In the form of a musical structure
I paint the words of incarnation
I paint them in black and white
And all the colours of rainbow
In the words of hatred and affection
And all those emotions hidden below
Personifying those abstract relations
In the symphony of a refined melodic art
I see the scripted colourful painting of thee
Manifesting my expressions of heart

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