Wondrous Wonderings
Sometimes I wonder
whether you are just a brilliant illusion
my mind
has created
If so, my darling
I must commend
my own creativity
For if you are a product
of my idle mind
I wonder
what an active one
might accomplish
I could call you an angel,
but why bother
when with your fiery eyes
you resemble more
a devil’s temptation
Perhaps an artist’s muse, you are
but then again
a fool he must be
to let you
witness this broken world
Do you enjoy this, my dear?
watching me
with that infuriatingly knowing smile
as I run frantic,
my eyes tired and crazed
and paint splatters stretched across my clothes
While I try to capture you
in this moment
with the evening sun
like a young bride
shyly caressing your figure
Sometimes I wonder
whether you were a mistake
of creation
An existence
that wasn’t
supposed to exist
For surely
such pure beauty
couldn’t be mine
to behold
Your passion
like a fallen leaf
awaits a gentle breeze (of time)
till it floats away
leaving the nude soil behind
tainted
by your memory
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Copyright © Priyanshi Dass | Year Posted 2014
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