Hues Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

Alight from the blue skies
to any branch of this
ancient tree standing tall
but with shaky roots.

Oh the multi hued being
with wings that flap as
if in symphony with the
breeze that wafts my leaves.

Standing amidst ruins
of aeons that passed by
leaving me in a tranquil
transcendence of sorts.

Rooted to where I opened
my eyes in some past
when I was a seed in the
recesses of earth.

Seasons changed as I
grew relentlessly through ages
My branches were my pride
and they never ceased to extend.

I was feeling immortal
and I endured tempests
and lashing rains and scorching
summers with unyielding endurance.

Birds alighted flew away
And I couldn't care less.
Birds of this world, of hues
of all kind, but not worth a glimpse.

I knew colours but my
existence was colourless
as I stood resisting the
elements and the scythe of time.

Then I saw you, you the being
from the nether world
of sparkling hues and glitter
non pareil hovering in the skies.

Oh how I wish if you came down
and sit on any of my dwindling
branches gently flapping
your gorgeous wings.

Or else rotate around my
head ceaselessly and let me
forget my impending mortality
and let my roots hold together.

I will crumble and fall
headlong to the ground
on which I assertively stood
for ages with iridiscent pride.

You are not of the sky
but has all the hues known
to me beautifully spread
over your enamouring wings.

Spread your colour heavenly
being over my lifeless leaves
which once made even
nature green with envy.

But as I stand awaiting my
turn to tumble down to
the ground I feel unfussed
for I could see you up there.

Come close and fly around me
even if you keep away from
alighting on my branches
which are dating the doom.

Rains are coming, I can see
the dark clouds above me,
I will not see another rain
I am sure about that.

Oh heavenly being infuse
your hues to the drops of
this colourless rain and let
me get drenched in riot of colours.

And then when I tumble down
let me hear your wings
flapping mellifluosly with
the melody of rain.

Then I will merge with earth
spreading colour all around
then you can fly away to your land
undiminished even a bit.

Oh being you are of nether world
Immortal and impervious to all.
The rain is coming, let my plea
not be drenched in it's sound.

I still could see you amidst
the drops, between the drops
I can see your hues, oh the rains
My eyes are now blinded.......