At Work: Wordsmiths

She used to say that I paint with my eyes.
She got married last night.
I burned all my canvasses.

I look at my henna stained palms.
Was it she who sat smiling,
Coyly before the holy flames?

I am defeated.
A fake wordsmith.



Filed under Love

6 responses to “At Work: Wordsmiths

  1. sarmila

    i love your lines….sarmila.

  2. Anonymous

    sarmila again. sorrt, i didnt introduce myself to u. i am the friend of thulasi das ,photo blogger from ernakulam. will u mail me back?

  3. kim

    stopping by to let you know I’m thinking of you — any adventures to report?I should check the photo blog before asking…–Love

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