The emotions were visible on her face,
when she gazed at him.
The surrounding was numbed in the beats of drum,
her love was not invisible in the action of heat.
The peace had taken the place of the wolf,
like the fighting spirit in the game of golf.
Yet, she was ignorant of the silly things,
loving the entities was the only inkling.
When she became invisible in his visible eyes,
it was the lust of life that led to the goodbyes
to the loving commitment. The blindness covered the path
with her blurred vision, playing a round of a death
with the deadly sins. Don’t be invisible, feel her heartbeat
in the beats of his brain.
Some colours never fade in the memory of life, it’s only the
feelings keep changing in the space of time.
Copyright Bhavya Prabhakar
PHOTO BY PEXELS