Image superposed
On stone
Thoughts convulse--------------
Cut rough stone
Know the grain
Matrix configuration-------------
Markout roughly
Minds image-------------
Slowly chip off
Unwanted surface
Holding back
Intact, grain required------------
Rough image transforms
On rough stone----------------
Holding breath
Small chisel hammered
To remove
Grain by grain
To fill life
Of immortality
To stone---------------
Lo image
Stands out in reality
Before the rays of eye
The mortal hands
Created
Immortal piece-------------
Dear Shrikant,
ReplyDeleteYour Poetry is beautiful, touching. On reading your charming poetry I regret that I didn't touched this field!