Wednesday, January 12

The cursed prisoner

Nestled into a well-hidden crevice on the other side of the window,
I wished, I longed, I waited to be talked to.
Blind to the words of love,faith and yearning written to me everyday, on the wall that held me a prisoner.


Maula Ali Shrine, Hyderabad

4 comments:

P@ul@mi said...

well portrayed :)

Kaushik Chatterji said...

Interesting, the choice of words make it seem as if this one's hurriedly put together. The pic could have used a bit less white, I feel. Coupled with the white background, it seems just a bit too bright. Unless, of course, that dialectic was your intention.

Vivek Chamoli said...

Hi,

you have portraid such a great scene by just few lines.
Amazing :)

the image in mind keeps on forming !

Thanks

Take care.

Amropali said...

Hi,

you have portraid such a great scene by just few lines.
Amazing :)

the image in mind keeps on forming !

Thanks

Take care.