your brush
strokes in the paint
as translucent as skin,
I observe
the facial expressions.
holds all our secrets
no matter how much you try,
the painting will not be an antidote
of your bloodied past
it would rather enhance your instinct
when your blade cut across bodies
unbeatable gratitude poem.
ReplyDeletemasterful job...
don't forget to link some of your poems to potluck tonight,
Happy Sunday!
very nice. you covered them all with a brilliant poem
ReplyDeleteawesome
Gautami,
ReplyDeleteI love this.
Pamela
Terrifyingly beautiful.
ReplyDeleteNicely done but as always dark and dingy
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely and painful.
ReplyDeleteAmazing piece cutting deep within the cosmos to find thoughts of appreciation.
ReplyDeletethis planet
ReplyDeletesince we arrived here
holds all our secrets
Liked that part especially.
I like this, a real sense of the moment - life always follows us wherever we go :)
ReplyDeleteLoved the beauty of the opening lines, then the next few lines seemed hopeful :) and then ended a bit sad and painful :(
ReplyDeleteLoved the way you have done this!!
your verse,
ReplyDeletestrokes a life....
very intense I sense the beginning of an ending here....
ReplyDeleteBeauty entwined with a very intense ending! Well done!
ReplyDeletelove this poem Gautami...thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteWow, very dark write!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful poem. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteoh this was so intense...!! i love it!
ReplyDeleteexcellent
ReplyDeleteDelicate and beautiful..like a watercolour..Jae
ReplyDeleteGreat poem.
ReplyDeleteYou got some strong imagery there.
Nice job
Fantastic and beautiful...
ReplyDelete"the painting will not be an antidote
of your bloodied past
it would rather enhance your instinct
when your blade cut across bodies"...
Nice... :)