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Our Canvas

No. 8, Black Flowing, Jackson Pollock

Look closer, do you see my happy face
The one where my eyes shine with joy
Or do you see us walk together
Holding hands, a girl and a boy

Can you see that big bright heart
The one that you stole from me
Look at it still beating for you
Concentrate, the fluctuations you can see

Look at the silhouette of that mountain
The memorable place of our first kiss 
What do you think of the orange sun
Or did your mind give that a miss

Can you see the stream gushing by
The place where we always met
What about the bright winged kingfisher
Our companion on this lovely set

What do you think of this painting
The one I painted day and night
With sleep laden eyes I mixed colors
Oblivious of darkness or light

The day I finished our canvas
I heard that you had left me
I refused to believe it at first
You loved me, so how could this be

Turns out all of you was a facade
Mocking me and my love all the way
The pain that you left behind
Kills me slowly everyday

Look closer, what do you see
Do you see my kohl smudged eyes
Laden with tears, screaming out
Coming to terms with all your lies

The painting I created with so much love
Is now no less than an eye sore
The colors have lost their hues
Just like my very core

I witnessed the images melt away
With no way of turning it back
Helpless I stood and watched
As our love faded into black

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  1. Shanaya TalesOctober 19, 2015 at 6:46 PM

    Oh dear. The way this began, I did not imagine it taking the direction it took. But you transitioned very well. Nicely done, Soumya. :)

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  2. ChaitaliOctober 19, 2015 at 8:10 PM

    That's sublime.

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  3. BerowneOctober 19, 2015 at 10:48 PM

    Beautifully written, rather moving...

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  4. Dr Roshan RadhakrishnanOctober 19, 2015 at 11:26 PM

    Wow... you really know how to analyze a painting and turn it inside out, doncha? :D
    I actually sat here staring at the pic searching for the big bright heart, mountain and stream!

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  5. VinithaOctober 20, 2015 at 12:11 AM

    So painful! Beautifully written, Soumya.

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  6. SuzyOctober 20, 2015 at 4:40 AM

    That was so sad. Heartbreak very well portrayed. Best however to let go and move on.

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  7. Carol CampbellOctober 20, 2015 at 5:17 AM

    Very intense and well written!

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  8. NoirfifreOctober 20, 2015 at 7:19 AM

    So sad, I could trace the deterioration from happy where colours may be in play but sadness sunk into and dark and distortion crept in.

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  9. ParulOctober 20, 2015 at 8:37 AM

    Painful, intense and so well written.

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  10. The Side I HideOctober 20, 2015 at 10:20 AM

    Wow! So intense and heart wrenching!

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  11. Nisha SanjeevOctober 20, 2015 at 11:14 AM

    Omy Sowmya... I love the verse. Beautiful. Melancholic. Intense. Crisp. And yet so flowing...

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  12. Anita Jeyan October 20, 2015 at 5:24 PM

    :-( This was so intense and heart-breaking .

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  13. RatOctober 20, 2015 at 9:10 PM

    beautiful and touching lines. superb!

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  14. brudbergOctober 21, 2015 at 12:21 AM

    A sad story.. I think that images will fade, and memories will die.. somehow it's togetherness than colors life.

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  15. Tess KincaidOctober 22, 2015 at 2:16 AM

    I love the touch of kingfisher...

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  16. Jyotsna BhatiaOctober 22, 2015 at 9:32 PM

    You bring back some memories with this piece :(

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  17. Bekkie SanchezOctober 25, 2015 at 4:09 AM

    I was engrossed in it.

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  18. Theresa MilsteinOctober 25, 2015 at 4:22 AM

    Nice transition to the demise. Favorite phrase: "With sleep laden eyes"

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