seen her standing sidewise
the rays of smudgy light
on her shoulder and back
so careless...
as if she spent her life that way...
oblivious of the eyes of the onlookers
amazed...
by her simple demure non chalant charm
paintbrushes with white hair as on the canvas make a free run...
the portrait of a woman...she...
stands before my pen and paper
to ignite inspiration in wintry dried up me!
the recurrent combination of red and black...
an off shoulder dress kind of slack...
losing and yet holding up the dream
silk gown without seam...
and eyes downward in a self absorbed mood
a smile hidden in lips...
the blurred light soft on her shoulder as she keeps...
the portrait of a woman...
like a great spoil...a work of art
bestirs me with energy...and i erupt...
from the cold...the chill...the frost...
with thousand shooting stars...
with ashes emitting unseen sparks...
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