MORTGAGED

IN THE PALATIAL CORRIDRS
WITH RAYS OF LIGHT
SCATTERING PROFUSELY
THROUGH JHAROKHAS
LIKE A BONDED SLAVE
YOU WERE STANDING
WITH FOLDED HANDS
CLOSE TO YOUR PAINTING
DEPICTING LIMITLESS SKY
AND BIRDS LONGING
TO TOUCH THE HORIZON
WHEN THE PATRON
WAS BEHOLDING IT
YOU STOOD STILL
AS IF YOU WERE
NOT THE BREATH
BEHIND THIS BEAUTY
YOUR WINGS COULD
NOT FLUTTER
CLIPPED N MORTGAGED
TO THE PATRON
WERE YOUR REVERIES
INSPIRATION AND VISION.