The Reddish Poem by Khondoker Shajahan Raj
The Reddish
It was never so easy to say-
The change you made;
If I am alive now, then I was dead.
Tonight, I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in distance.'
I shone, coffee-spoon-scaled, and unfolded-
To pour myself out like a fluid
Of the eternal colour of red.
Friday, July 20, 2012
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