Of the girl with rainbow scars
She lived in the house of Mahogany
She loved rhyme in the words.
She housed a traveler years ago
He gave her colorful jars
She kept these in the water
Her home illusion of stars.
She smiled through silk in her senses
He wandered in the dusky bars
They made love in the house of Mahogany
Unnoticed blossom of the scars.
He left unsaid as he had come
She found the unfilled hours
The dream took its time to wake up
She ached of rainbow scars.
She loved colors
Purple and others
She loved rhymes in the words
She lived in the house of Mahogany.
I met her once with colorful jars
She gave me a rainbow from her scars.
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ReplyDeleteThe boy in the prism...
ReplyDeleteLooking through the walls,
In his house made of glass,
He saw the rainbow scars,
Which bleed in the dark...
They were trickling on her skin,
The shadow girl,
In front of the sun.
Who mixed her wounds for joy.
The joys...
It was so white,
It flooded the night...
But only the boy in the prism,
Saw it right,
The night was lit with, colors,
'cos of the shadow girl in front of the sun...
chYtra.. raibow scarred girl and the prism boy.. tell me if they ever met? because if the boy comes out of prism, then the rainbow will cease to exist..
ReplyDeleteloved ur write..
sudeep, many of my favorite writes of yours, i get copies of and save on my file..but this, i always fail to do so coz each time i come back to it i feel a pinch, and without any effort from me, it has carved itself on my heart...
ReplyDeletechytra sis, when a poet feels of and about others' writes, that poet shall create more magic and masterpieces..you are on your way there, not far from where sudeep is now :)
you both rock! :) love you both much!
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ReplyDeletehmmm.. thanks anita.
ReplyDeleterina.. i can only say that i'm glad to have u here.. to read, and support.. and u go a step ahead then! thanks tons.. :)
ReplyDeleteA little psychedelic wave - pulled me right into the depths of this.
ReplyDeleteLove it, I tell ya.