Blind Date Poem by Moushumi moushumi
Blind Date
Eyes intact the light not
In somber night and as days on
Travel all through silent thought;
Steadily build the right match
Of shadow and image
All by means of proper notch;
Just by that, one image
Falters onto another and
The light seizes in haste.
Creeping without guard
Blind date enjoins heart
Abreast of juvenile faith;
Fulfilled though by the change
Paint the memory of image
Eyes met at last with blind date.
06/03/09
I can only give 10 out of 10. Yes, life is a blind date.............Fantastic.
yes; life is a blind travel with dates forming shadows images merging in the leading light...and eyes, those inside and outside, are the only witnesses...you think a lot and express half, Mousumi...intelligent write well composed...10
briilliantly written ma'm...amazing imagery...10 for this eloquent write.
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4/19/2024 7:26:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice --- that blind date 'eyes met at last' -10 anjali