Interrupted --
By a branch
Cutting across its belly
Like lightning.
By a branch
Cutting across its belly
Like lightning.
A colour
Holding --
The weight
Of the sun
As it sinks into the other side of the world.
As it sinks into the other side of the world.
A colour
Reflecting --
Into black
Waters, yet Shining.
Waters, yet Shining.
A colour
Smudged --
Carefully
Smudged --
Carefully
By an artist.
It's weight
It's weight
The canvas can only dream.
A colour
Created --
Drop of yellow,
Some red, blue
And green.
The world in front
Changed.
Time -- Moved.
City -- Asleep.
Some red, blue
And green.
The world in front
Changed.
Time -- Moved.
City -- Asleep.
A colour
Shaped --
Like desire
Like me.
So simple yet so meditatively profound.
ReplyDeleteI feel the weight of the colour like the canvas feels! Glad to see a Krea walk yield some poetry
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Sayantan. I'm always blown away by your ability to craft such delicate and evocative images.
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