The moon rises in a darkened scene <br />In circle of grey, in black and white <br />A melancholic skies, the eyes do capture <br />A haunted portrait hanging on the walls of the heart. <br /> <br />Imagine each star as a brilliant flash; <br />A flower dazzling the mind with its petals? <br />Imagine the planets posing with you; <br />A beautiful model, surrounded by hungry beggars? <br /> <br />Do you not wish for a horse; <br />A ride far away from these blind lenses, <br />From these dead clicks and hollow pictures; <br />To the light, to the friendly images of your senses? <br /> <br />Or Do you stand and pose, smiling <br />At the camera, at the dying world <br />And capture the fleeting moment, hoping <br />That a picture will not tell a thousand words?<br /><br />okoye charles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-picture-17/
