Analysis of Chiaroscuro

Remember her chiaroscuro-carved face

I try,I try in vain to retrace the anthers

the pollen,the petals of prem and pain!

But she`s fading,she`s receding to the
unknown,far-flung faraway fathomless frames

where the formations of hope and oblivions

sleep in bubbly bed

I did never fake or feign;my love for you was

really real;I left my floatsam,jetsam in your

Oceans-where my love ships forever lay anchor

Longing loneliness;chiaroscuro carves your

face;you look like a diva of beauty countless

O I can spend time forever merely gazing

experimenting you in depthness-drunk lights

shades;you come closer sticking out your

peaks of desire

You ring the temple bells taking me in

I sink,I sink in your love sink.