Just like that...

Saturday, November 21, 2009 by Indrajit


I painted a picture decades ago,
I imaged myself as a fortunate one,
The Masterpiece of mine, in tatters lay,
I, the Master, survey the ruin, aloof, undone.


There was a dream, a sketch of the heart,
And inroads to fondness of an embryonic soul-
that wretched in pieces, buried snowdeep alas!
The prophesy of the golden spring,did depart!

Indrajit Ghosal

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7 Sonatas:

    On November 21, 2009 at 4:16:00 AM GMT+5:30 Jean-Pierre Barakat said...

    A profound masterpiece.
    Excellent poem, in my opinion.
    Cheers
    JP

     
    On November 21, 2009 at 9:17:00 AM GMT+5:30 Priyanka Khot said...

    solemn lines. Well written.

     
    On November 21, 2009 at 9:52:00 AM GMT+5:30 Swatimala said...

    beautiful (as usual)

     
    On November 21, 2009 at 4:34:00 PM GMT+5:30 olimpia said...

    ....we always must to born again...when something seams to definitivly break us .....

     
    On November 22, 2009 at 7:27:00 AM GMT+5:30 Amity said...

    wow..beautiful poem it is!

    'painted a picture decades ago, imaged myself as a fortunate one'!

    yeah, great dreams and let it happen!

    good morning!

     
    On November 23, 2009 at 11:33:00 PM GMT+5:30 Nameless Fameless said...

    this is beautifull .. "The prophesy of the golden spring,did depart!"

    really a masterpiece !

     
    On December 9, 2009 at 1:47:00 AM GMT+5:30 lena said...

    sad. but beautiful.

     

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