Portrait

by Bharat Mehru

Why I cry?
for whom I cry?

My tears are certainly
not about millions
that I never got
not about the people
hopes in whom
my heart has lost

My tears are -
about her, I read in book
about her, the folks sang
about her, a mind denies
about her, a heart praises

These tears are really crazy
they are continuously busy
drawing a portrait
of the unseen
In thoughts, she flies
all day and night...

11-Jul-2012

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Comments on this Poem

Rupradhaji,thanks for the appreciation !!

raghav
11-Jul-2012 11:33 AM

lovely!

Rupradha
11-Jul-2012 10:43 AM