Colour Poem by SANKAR SARKAR
Colour
COLOUR
would you give me a handful of colour?
I am too lackluster to charm other,
time has snatched all my colour
life in despair pines for lover,
mind is shattered like a widow’s tear
I’m too weary of loneliness to bear
with colour all is looking better
the sky is in surge of colour for ever,
nature is ever fresh queen to win the mind
without colour life is still blind,
poet is lively for his imagination
universe is speedy for colourful creation
nothing is in motion for want of colour
colour is the life-force to arouse the creature
would you give me a handful of colour?
'mind is shattered like a widow’s tear' you as the poet naturally 'fix' Image … P.S.Pressed, that for persecution by a rating of true authors sometimes 'do not notice' …
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4/26/2024 8:54:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
...I ll give you a box full of colors so you can paint the world with your enchanted ideas...