An Artist



Pale fingers

filled with nicotine

On the white paper moved well..

Red eyes

In the imaginary world

glanced and gazed !

I wonder

How far your imaginations reach?

But they never fly over my roof

Where I stand

Each night

With a wish to feel you !!!

Come out of my dreams and imaginations.

Thank you dear Artist. Please contact me, if you ever see this !

67 thoughts on “An Artist

  1. Excellent sketch and poem, Jyotee! Wonderful … and I do hope and pray the Artist comes out of your dreams and imagination to actually meet you! All the best to you w/peace and blessings! πŸ™‚

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  2. very deep mimetic use of words…. am getting a variety of interpretations to this poem…..very strong message being relayed…..kudos Isolated girl…….


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