Waiting For The Daystar Poem by prasanna kumari

waiting for the daystar

June shut me up within four walls
with thunder rumbling sorrow on me
with excruciating pain, grief and sadness
I turned to painting on the empty space
But my yellow turned to grey disillusionment
green leaf to bluish dreams
the brown tiger to purple desire
grey bird took wings as pink aspiration
thick forest with the inescapable color
color of twilight is of strained laughter
the dark cloud is of evasive happiness
white cumulus absorbed the color of elusive peace
the nude woman with the color of loneliness
lion roaring with grey screams
black smoke emerging with golden memory
lotus swaying with the color of dirt
wind flowing with the color of uneasiness
pleasant breeze conjuring color of heaviness
............i am waiting.......
waiting for the daystar to reveal the true colors