II I AM NOT MEAN WHAT YOU MEAN II The day was not good for me Entire night I could not sleep I was leaned to a corner of my mind Like a cold abandoned coffee Being abused, insulted and hurt With your sharp razor like fun You drew the judgment Sketched me vulgar Threw to the dustbin of lust Breathed me black Forsaken my conscience I was afraid and stunned for a while As if I had misused the manners Like mercury dots I was broken in silence Died many times in that night Like a panic cover page Awoke again Spooned damped clay of thoughts To my wounded mind Clipped wings I opened Beast smells washed out Impersonal branches cut down At the end of the night I found A butterfly was moving around With basketful of smiles I was sunned again with heavenly bliss Bubbles of blue I gathered Dribbled my mind With warmth and delights Let you hate me and continue it Take away all your adjectives Leave me alone as a proverb of life Allow me die and strive in my streams ------------------------------------------------- (c) @satya pattnaik AUGUSTE RODIN BRONZE MASK STATUE Bronze mans head on marble base by Auguste Rodin. Foundry: Alexis Rudier. Date marked 1905. Size: 12 Total Height Condition: VGC EST. $800-1200 [Images may be subject to copyright of (AUGUSTE RODIN)The IMAGES used in this poem is an exclusive property of ARTIST .Except as expressly permitted herein, you may not modify, copy, publish, display, transmit, adapt, sell, package or in any way exploit the photos, music and website/page material in any way without permission.I owe my gratitude to the artist.] François-Auguste-René Rodin, known as Auguste Rodin, was a French sculptor. Although Rodin is generally considered the progenitor of modern sculpture, he did not set out to rebel against the past.
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