The Face On My Kurta
The Face On My Kurta2 mins 7K 2 mins 7K
Shining with the gleam of sun
My silk kurta,
I do wear with most of care.
One day at sudden
For something I watched
With the closest attention. That's May hidden
Among most of the events
I think was something about.
Cannot be explained by all natural causes,
Beyond nature runs her courses
Unbelievable one of my weekend days
Lying on a bed in the morning
Not getting up and delaying
The Following night of saturday
Just right corner side of my kurta
An anxious half man's face appeared wearing spects
An inch of length
I watched it again and again
As much I can
For I need of all that strength
I won't believe on my eyes
I won't believe on my senses
No story that could be explain
I thought a moment
Than pray for atonement
To save from the things that I can't see
Image appeared on my silky
Nothing like most of your examples
But a truth, I always believe
From different angles!
I watched it throughly
Something more interesting greatly
On strange occurance could tell happened
So, sure not to have my spirits. Dampened
I washed it up, even brushed up
But nothing happened this Never ending, just the same
As real as may asking something!
Just close to nothing
Each n every moment
It grew more and more
Real and remarkable confrontational, thought yet irreplaceable
Filled my thoughts day and night
Curious curve of the nose half
Remarkable forehead by wearing spects over
"face of an uncommon man,
Man in a thousand."
Mind started to search to look upon
Whom? this face appeared half can match!
Somewhere I was convinced. The real man must exist.and him I must meet.
Why I had no idea,
I only knew that he and I.
"save god alone,to weigh my all questions why?"
Somewhere linked by fate
Beyond my madness of appeared half man's face
I neglected everything else
Be suspicious image appeared controlled me
Forget about my gender as woman;
Men, men, men, all the time
Months passed by now and than
Over and under every where my eyes searched about that face
There I even lay in a broken condition for someweeks
An 'my' liason come to see me,an somehow he couldn't speak.
Years passed by half man's face still as same appeared even my favourite silky kurta turned up
Spend lifetime like old age man!
From the same face appeared decayed
What was that still questioned?
But, it was surely something may science won't believe
Since the day that I found
There's something about
Makes me want to lose it and pounceya
But it's not just my body,
It's my mind, my spirit, everything combined.