Pink @ Red& White Poem by asoke ray

Moribund is the state of my mind
Best described
A dame sitting on my desk with a password
I used to know too well,
Silent drizzle made me close the shutters
And the mind's pores
Colour blind, I saw only
The shades of grey falling apart
Golden movies of the past
Flowing magma
And large chunks of visuals;
Which with the magic touch of millennia
Will be gems and some will bloom as valleys
Draped with crimson ribs
To convey the failed union through the ages
I forgot the password O belle
Let it be so, let it perish
Into the hearth of Time
Into an obscure emerald isle
You will come again and again
To dawn each day and shine moonless nights
With heaps of sighs
With tears rolling down the cheeks
You will come in my eyes……..