The Celestial Art
Lost into a musical whisper
Aching with the sleepless pain
Of a young first love,
The Moon was painting
A dreamy eyed smile
On the dark lips of the sky
Kindling her soul with
An unalloyed joy!
Why don’t you also,
Come along as my moon
And paint the lips of my sky
With the music of your smile
As we together sign-off
The celestial work of art!
….Vishwas
© Copyright 2014, Vishwas Vaidya All rights reserved.
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Celestial art doesn't hang in galleries-it falls like petals in a storm. This poem captures the shot you never aimed at.
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