This is not a favour
I heard the rush in you –
that was only for me
Don’t shy away…
Your mannerism is hypnotic
It feels like a special honour
Imbibing you in my senses –
when the silence of the night can be heard
Your orb unveil a rather coy response
You stood there, every day
like an unfinished sculpture
Maybe, you are…
A hear witness of my deeds
A beauty in stillness
You arise from my sensitivities
Though, I am your maker
Hurting you, which is not my intention
even though I go through the same pain
Your true hallmark prevails through ages
and that’s because of our rough days together
You will be preserved – even after my last breath
I will look upon you and the charm, you will cast
During my visit to Hyderabad, I made it a point to explore the Salar Jung Museum. I was mesmerised when I saw – The Veiled Rebecca, a beauty in stillness. She was made by the Italian neoclassical sculptor Giovanni Maria Benzoni in the year 1836. There were many sculptures around which were the epitome of beauty. But she caught my attention. So, this poem is inspired by her. I wanted to capture the thoughts of the sculptor.
Nicee ♥️
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That’s a masterpiece 💖
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Thank you, Pragya.
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Amazing 💕
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Thank you very much.
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