THE    PORTRAIT


The lines I draw

May not draw your face

The tremors of my fingers

Might

Give a shade of moistness

To your eyes



If only

I could colour

They might reflect

The love…….

And shades of love

Rising up

As High tides

In the ocean

Your heart is….that finds reflection

In your deep black eyes……..



My trembling hands

Perceive a quiver

On your lips

As if to say

“I love you all”



I may not be able

To draw your portrait

But

I do read your mind

Your thoughts

Your dreams……..



If only

I could read

The lines of your destiny

You could have been

Here with me……..



now

  Though you may be far away

but

you shall always remain

with me

through

your thoughts

your dreams

and so much more


YOU MEAN SO MUCH MORE

TO ALL OF US

THAN A SIMPLE PORTRAIT

CAN EVER SAY…………….

~Mukul~

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