Colour That Beckons
 
 

 

 

What colour of this pain beckons
I know nought.
A traveller, I stand by your shore with my unlit sconce

Eluding, as ever is the destination I sought.

Blue to crimson and then gray goes the hue
Sails becalm now.
I drift on the waves, they're already so few

Dreaming of fathoming these depths of pain, but how.

Through the corner of the eye the moon stares yonder
The clouds curtain.
Hide me or the moon, I wonder

The colour of this pain beckons for certain........

 

- Subodh