Friday 30 November 2012

He stares so he observes

He stares so he observes,
the backpage is a flip,
dog turns into a man,
lion into a woman.

He stares so he observes,
happy he looks with eyes open,
merely smiling to oblige,
not remembers he started when.

He stares so he observes,
silent objects get quiet,
stillness still,
darkness in a diet.

He stares so he observes,
the detail he cannot find,
inspite of staring at large dots,
those unseen lines.

He stares so he observes,
it was flat and is now flatter,
also hazy, colorless, monochrome,
inambitious and paler.
 

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