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| Digital Art by Ashok , 2005 |
The Skeletons in my cupboard,
They howl my name aloud;
Condemned to their abode,
They hide behind a shroud;
Hollow eyes of madness-
Afraid to face the light;
Crouching in the darkness-
Long shadows of the night.
Is there a way to chase them?
Misdemeanor of every kind;
Light a candle and face them-
Those demons of the mind;
Try and try but will they
Leave without a fight?
All I need is but one ray
That parts the wrong from Right.
03.09.11
Very Deep...very sacry
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Prabhu Ganapathy
great photo - looks like a zentangle drawing
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image.
ReplyDeleteNice art....I have to say someday we need to clean out our closets and shake out those skeletons lurking in there ~
ReplyDeleteA wonderful image, so perfect for the words Ashok!
ReplyDeleteSending you wishes for a wonderful week ahead.
Shudder. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIntense, deep, dark, slightly hopeful...this poem has all the elements that I love to see in poetry. It one great poem for me.
ReplyDeleteCorrection: "It's" not "It".
DeleteThe first few lines. I actually visualized skeletons before my eyes, hiding behind a fantastical or real shroud. Wow , this was deep dark and intense.
ReplyDeleteAnd the image is such a neat compliment to the text. Applauds.
Brilliant - and so true!
ReplyDeleteintense and beautiful!
ReplyDeleteReally beautiful picture!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeletewrong from right
ReplyDeletebeautifully written
This is a work of art, man...I just admire the deepness and mystery...Poetry indeed. Following you now, hope you can follow me too.
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I love the write up and the image! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the way you painted this picture with your words. Bravo
ReplyDeleteah! dark and deep poem and the image just goes wonderfully with it
ReplyDeleteA dark poem but well written:)
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