Posted by: Prem Piyush | February 10, 2007

The Point – The Circle

The tip of the brush,
Touched the canvas right,
To put a small colour spot,
Exactly in middle, its a Point.
A point made the picture complete.

Thousands points closer,
Holding hands together,
Like the friends forever,
Made the circle of wonders.
A point, at center that only matters.

A point at the center,
Makes it distinct there.
Radiating rays to capture eyes,
Though having a universe around,
Consists within a universe, it sounds.

Its the precious,
Its timeless existence ,
Within vastness of the circle,
Though It seems encircled tight.
True the point remains – only right.


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