A hideous heartful bird
Doesn’t come to the fore
Between many tales he wove
I silently etched my lore
He flaunted a bejeweled robe
I hemmed a silken strand
On his land; this whole world
I asked some place to stand
He poured rains
I drizzled some tears
He is immortal; eternal
Mine ephemeral years!
Every man and his life
An anthology of god
And to his collection of sorts
I posted few letters from heart!
Seema Aarella
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/infinitesimal/
