002 My Colours Poem by Sandhya S.N
002 My Colours
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
t paint and point with those shades My pathways, to that dream land Though it slippers and slithers I feel close to life’s axis...........................wonderful imagery of art of love as when experiences instinctively across art of colors on the musky corridor sprucing the sultry dream, ingeniously wrought by the imagery and metaphors,10++, thanks for sharing
to me, feeling close to life's axis is of prime significance, sandhya....how it is achieved is quite subjective.....i mean, you reached there through colors is brilliant, dear; but, what do you find there, colors or pure clorlessness? ? ?
'Ha! A soft breeze, did magic Over my nude mind n body It blow out, my cinders And frozen those as stones of ice' these lines are very bright...poetically of class heavy weight! it appears that you have started seeing new colors in your life! ...congrats! ...10
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a good imagination well brought out. shan