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The space underneath the cot.. very dark
An old black trunk crammed with diaries
The space inside the black trunk
Smelling of moth balls , diaries decades old
Some spaces in the diaries left blank
Unwritten pages of dates of the past
These pages cannot be filled up now
Ink filled spaces pages of yellowed years
He reads them- oft ecstatic,oft sheds tears
The oblong space on the pink bedroom wall
Filled with a mountain scenery painting
Blue sky,pretty white clouds ,red-topped cottages
Snow-clad mountains, lofty pine trees
Could almost feel the cool of the mountain breeze
The mountain breeze of the unvisited land
He shall not live to visit but the space makes him glad
On another wall the Mona Lisa replica framed
Her smile amazingly mysterious even today
The space on the ceiling occupied by a ceiling fan
Still in winter , whirring all summer
Thoughts drift past with the artificial gust
The wooden almirah containing inherited books
Cannot empty the space ... sentiments prevent
Books mostly on religion,faith,human acievement
The termite-eaten pages uncared for yet valuable
Contents and remains of the epics on brittle spaces
Most books bought even before his birth
Should these spaces be emptied to prove his worth ?
©bishu
Wow! This is truly a work of
Wow! This is truly a work of art bishu! So poignant and earthy. Real and wistful questioning... Excellent your best yet! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thank you Respected SS for your kind read & comment
Thank you Respected SS for your kind read & comment
©bishu