Eyes – piercing, accusing, tormenting glances surround her spewing fire, till she shuts her own eyes to escape the lethal impact, and moves inward to find strength within.
Eyes – watch with trepidation as the cross on her shoulders breaks to transform into artistic patterns and tells a story – a story which they do not want to hear or be told.
Eyes – watch the delicate petals in intricately patterned flowers, and wonder if the world will ever know what lies at the core – dashed hopes, crushed dreams, tied up limbs, silenced voice, nailed life which steadily gave rise to a steely resolve.
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #287
ART: Reena Saxena


Brilliant take, Reena. So profound.
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Thank you so much!
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❤️
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A very profound poem Reena. Who can indeed know what lies beneath the outer layers.
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Thank you so much! Glad you reached the depth of it.
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My pleasure
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