The Passion

When the sun sets

the flower closes it buds

Like when the poet

loses its passion

the feelings are repressed

down to the deepest emotions

left unchecked…

It is when the pen fails

to put into writing

the tears within

the mind could not think

of anything

but

leaves the paper unmarked..

As the painter

could not sketch

his canvas

with the lightest draft

when his only love

leaves

without any remarks…

When the passion dies

the artist could not make any sense

of what is life about but–

death…

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