Ideas enlarge
They blow out
Of the illusive lens
The brain is
But a locked trove
You are
A blurred picture
In the scope of my vision
And my losing sight
Has frozen in time
You are no longer
Caught
Between flutter of eyelids
There is only
A scratched negative
It’s a developmental failure
It won’t
Turn positive

Preeti Tej Singh has written two books of poetry. The first was called ‘I’ . The second book is called Simantini (Boundless)

Photo by Rinet IT cc


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2 Comments

  1. Gary Corseri says:

    Thanks for writing this, Preeti Tej Singh, and thanks for posting it, Binu…. So much to absorb in one lifetime! Ideas and images blur, and we feel the losses and wonder about how our lives are developing….