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Eyes that see, mind that perceives



One pair of eyes speaks of innocence
the other gleams of pretense

One seems to ask, what's in store
the other seems to sing a different lore

One pair of hands shows a bonding
undoubting of who is leading

Are they father and son
on a walk that is not unknown?

Or are they strangers to other
in a journey that fate built together ?

The mind conjures many a story
in a bid to unravel the mystery

of perhaps some unknown spectre
hidden behind a lonely picture

Each is a story that fits the frame
giving a sense of false acclaim

Isn't this how we also
perceive life in the worldly game?

This post is part of the contest A picture can say a thousand words.. on WriteUpCafe.com

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  1. All the best buddy :D nicely written, lines capture many things like questions, emotions very good attempt

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    1. Thanks a ton, Ramya! am glad the emotions came across :-)

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    1. thanks a lot, Vishnu! and welcome here :-)

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  3. So true .. The number of assumptions we make in life based on our limited perception !!
    However, with time, if we are human beings who truly learn from all lessons and revelations that life offers, then we would slowly develop the maturity to become non judgemental .. For, our knowledge of the full picture is so limited just like how little we actually know about this picture in the post :)
    It is a beautiful one with so much scope for interpretation ..
    Nice thoughts you have expressed here..

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    1. People who have taken part in this contest have written such amazing stories! I just took a shorter route here just to express my thoughts :-)

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  4. Beautifully written Uma.... touches a chord somewhere. All the best for the contest!

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    1. thank you very much, Me! am glad it did touch a chord :-)

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  5. Lovely poem , Uma.
    Isn't it strange how one picture speaks a different story to each?

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    1. We all perceive things to the extent we are exposed to life which makes life itself strange and interesting :-)
      thanks a lot, Bindu!

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  6. All the best Uma, a nice fact brought out from a picture in the form of words. Really good :)

    Keirthana

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    1. Thank you very much, Keirthana. Glad that you found it good :-)

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  7. What a play of words.. :) All the best buddy :)

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    1. Thank you so much, Jas! Nothing compared to the lovely stories that you and many others have come up with, though :-)
      Wish you luck too!

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  8. AAha! what poetry. You have become Poet Uma!!
    Nice way to write on this theme.....
    Your poetry says a thousand words

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    1. ahaaa..what a compliment, Chitra! :-))))
      thank you! thank you! :-D

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  9. so beautiful uma - you have a way with words and I liked that you allow the readers to conjure their own tales via your words. Hope you win.

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    1. thank you so much for the nice words and good wishes, Priya! :-)

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    1. Hey Rachna, thanks so much!!! :-)))

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  11. A well observed picture can indeed say a thousand words... and so does this one!! All the very best for the contest!! :-)

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  12. Lovely poetry Uma! A hallmark of a good poetess stamped all over:) Best wishes for the contest!!

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    1. wow! that's such a wonderful compliment! Thank you so much, Rahulji! :-)))

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  13. Lovely poem... Liked the insightful questions that the poem puts forth...
    Good luck with the contest :)

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    1. Thank you so much, Amruta and welcome here. :-) Glad you liked it. Will hop over to your space soon.

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  14. Seen this pictures at a lot of places and the articles that follow are simply awesome all of them , and its is true a picture can say a thousand words ..

    lovely poem .. lets see when the questions get answered
    All the best for the contest

    Bikram's

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    1. yes, the picture is very compelling and the stories written around it are all awesome.
      Thanks a lot, Bikram!

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  15. Loved this piece, Uma. My first time here...and am floored with your word-play!
    " Each is a story that fits the frame
    giving a sense of false acclaim"---This says it all!It doesn't take a thousand words to express something that poignant!
    Great job! Wish, I could give you more than one vote..
    ATB for BAT!

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    1. Oh! what a lovely comment, Panchali! am so glad that you liked it. Thank you so much for the wonderful words and welcome here :-)

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    1. Thank you Joe Mom. Welcome here :-)

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  17. Loved it, Uma! Wish you luck for the contest. for some reason your posts don't show up on my reader:)

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    1. Yes, I too seem to be having some problems with the post updates :-(
      Thanks a lot, Vibha. Glad you liked it! :-)

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  18. Lovely!!! How do u think of these words? :))
    You seem to be in contest mode nowadays! All the best!

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    1. awww..that makes me feel really great..thanks so much!
      yeah, looks like the contest bug has bit me :-)

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  19. Wow.. this is an exquisite poem. So rich in meaning with an extraordinary fertility of words! So true.. the mind can conjure many a story seeing the picture and each will indeed fit the frame. Profound and thought provoking lines. Poetic brilliance indeed. All the very best for the contest. :)

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    1. OMG Raj, that's one super duper comment. I am flying high in the clouds reading all this. Thanks a bunch for such a generous compliment and welcome here..:-)

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  20. BEAUTIFUL!! Best wishes for the contest :) :)

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  21. A journey that fate built together...lovely lines. This is a great picture and your poem is equally wonderful.

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