Poems by Michael V. Pillai

Diamonds

a poem by

Michael V. Pillai

A Gem that overleaps the arena of my imagination
that dazzles the onlooker’s admiration with gleam of refraction.

With the sharpness of an Antler’s tip could rip a sheet of glass, in the manner
as a paper could be split.

The impeccable prism
that multiplies span of illumination

The jewel that transcends the glory of the times
with a temper that has acquired praise of all the Times.

A celestial Gem – with peerless passion for possession
that what imagination would grant as – IMMACULATE.

A stone bestowed with immense glory.

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