Impressions of Evening’s Arrest

who-chained-the-evening
Who arrested the evening?
caught-in-the-evening
In custody the evening glows
imperfect-perfection
Towards clarity
roots
Roots hold on tight
when-the-tree-spoke
Then the tree speaks
goldenfly
A fly sits on a leaf
bee
Being a bee, a bee bees
flying
…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
    illumined
    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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