Impressions of Evening’s Arrest

Who arrested the evening?
In custody the evening glows
Towards clarity
Roots hold on tight
Then the tree speaks
A fly sits on a leaf
Being a bee, a bee bees
…and the evening is released

Who arrested the evening?
Even in custody she glows
Their motion towards clarity
Like roots holding on tightly
But then the tree speaks
A fly sits on a leaf
Being a bee, a bee bees
And the evening is released!


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  1. Great poetry! Love the photographs as well 🙂

  2. How you make magic with the words it just makes me smile! Have I told you yet your photos are poetry themselves? Keep me in awe…I like it! 😀

  3. wonderful
    story 🙂

  4. Love the way the pictures tell the story too!

  5. This one is so different…

  6. “Even in custody she glows”

    That’s such a beautiful line 🙂

  7. Love your penning Prashant.

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