My colours
Perching in the dark corner, in my room,
I dreamt of the light
It’s bright, its thrives
Colours percolated in my hearth
And painted my colours on my walls
I felt perspired all over
For a moment in that warmth
It burned my alive inner blisters
And pained my cankers in that fire
Ha! A soft breeze, did magic
Over my nude mind n body
It blow out, my cinders
And frozen those as stones of ice
I see those colors on those frames
Pink, blue, white and daring red
And sometimes as raven murk
As if in a damn pot hole
It paint and point with those shades
My pathways, to that dream land
Though it slippers and slithers
I feel close to life’s axis
Sandhya
Sandhya S.N
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