Dusted off in the closets’ corner,
Gazing out yet Hiding a half,
Found as left but a fold & flappy,
Happily encased like picture perfect.

Timeless,hopeful,ageless,soulful.
Like a million words would marinate.
Like a million moments masquerading,
A breathe beholded, a smile slips & blossoms.
& vividly a vivant heart, slowly now it simulates.

unfolding, unflapping, now beholding.
snapped so ago,now reholding.
stilled ,seraphic, that song orchestrates,
I sit , I smile ,I picturize.

a picture of you..

by :vishu mishra
dated : 14 -02- 2013