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Live Canvas

by Anita Raghu Belagodu
(Bangalore)

Blank walls stare incessantly
Whitewashed walls, absorb sanity
Into taverns of life's journey
Passing moments drop nibbles.

Oceans and breezy moments
Freeze stony noises and raindrops fall.
Afar, away, aloof, awakened
I am into mysterious fright.

Inked chapters written forth
on forehead, know not what's ahead
Deepening voice, majestic wreath
Adorns my home in faith.

With trust and in hopeful defines
I see a live face on dead canvas.



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Mar 04, 2013
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by: nuggehallipankaja

A poem with depth of thoughts!
Your progress is remarkable Anita!

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