There is a dream hidden
in the brush of a painter
to paint a masterpiece
with haste strokes of images
never seen before.
Fingers pick elusive colours
from virgin rainbow is yet
to sweep his dream.
A silent music is heard
in the layers of painting.
———-
There is a poetry hidden
in the heart of a musician.
Broken words of verses
scattered in the lyrics unsung.
It lies unattended
like an unwritten poetry
waiting to be composed as song.
Soul breathe gala of Raagas
in the layers of music.
———–
There is a desire hidden
in the centre of every stone
to come alive as statuette
through its own sculpturist
who searches his pristine stone
to carve his dream statue
to get fall in love forever.
Mritunjaya Mantra echoes
in the depth of the statuette.
———–
There is a divinity hidden
in the bud of every flower
for an eternal blooming.
Its soft petals simply uncurls
before it flaunts its beauty
before its virgin smell haunt.
It desires silently
never to be plucked ever.
There is soothing symphony
rafting over the clouds.
© Maaya Dev
Foot Notes:
Mritunjay Mantra : Great Death-Conquering hymn from Rigveda
Raga : Musical notes having different scale
A vivid and colourful cornucopia of insights and philosophical reflections.
A highly evocative exposition embellished by a scintillating touch of originality.
Arguably , Maaya’s most brilliantly conceived and executed poem on the nature of possibilities.
Have no words to express wat I feel after exploring the beauty of your verse
Poetry has many uses and elements, however, the most influential works derive from the universal truths, meaning of a truth of which anyone can get linked or addicted. Poetry reveals the world with its own rhythm and, depending on the poet attempts to get linked to the readers or to the world in and around them. Maaya Dev’s above verse offer an awesome, inspiring, and deeply reassuring revelation of how the believer’s life, spirit, and actions should renovate and manifest when truly “spirit-filled” and “delivered.”
our lives should “bloom” with the fruit – the “blossom”—or living proof, of the Spirit within us! And people should be able to see our fruit – in our procedures, our words, our lives…as clearly as we might see a juicy, ripe orange hanging from a branch as we pass by…or smell the delicious fragrance of gorgeous tulip in spring.
Honorable Poetess Maaya Dev, Please accept my congratulations for sharing this fabulous verse to us, the real essence of a good poetry is to carry the reader to a place or to an emotion they might have otherwise overlooked; sometimes it is interpersonal, and other times it is inspirational overall, this is an excellent write, my applause, regards and love to your verses,
WILLIAMS MAVELI
Beautiful nuances of ordinary natural elements.. my favourite is the stone..
Thank you Louis, Kumaara Sukeja, Vijay Nair, Williams Maveli, Sunila for sharing your comments. Humbled.
Thank you so much Nalini…for the wonderful comment…Felt so glad. I missed mentioning your name in the comment in a hurry.