Went on on on and on saying,

The endeavors, the mystical words,

The paradox too much to handle for,

It didn't streaked for a minute or so... as was absorbed in the ecstasy of the day!

How it just melted the words,

On a canvas like this...then,

This time absolutely it was colorless

There was no ink,

There was no strength ,

But there were a few blots...

It was like then final signing off

The last duchess 

The last sighs

The last virtuality

The probable bye! :-)

Love

Kiran Sakkar Sudha