Brooding eyes, blasé yet discreet
Discerning depth of dark images
Wriggling away from the light
That glows to glean truth
Unstated grievances creep out
When I look within
All of you crawl like worms
Some faces visibly distraught
The artist could see you
My illusionary veil couldn’t shroud
Graphic secrets of thoughts
That groan under pictorial patterns
Onlookers may admire the art
Only I know the depth it conceals
Come and alleviate agonies
Shared stories satiate emotions.
© Balroop Singh, January 2019
Thanks to Sue Vincent for an inspiring Thursday #writephoto Imagination
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