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Yashika Sangtani

Abstract Drama

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Yashika Sangtani

Abstract Drama

Bleeding Purple

Bleeding Purple

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The colour of my blood turned blue,

The day when my mother was gone missing forever.

Blue, was all I could feel,

Blue, was everywhere to be.


Blue, blue, blue!

And I forgot what red even felt like.

It was if the red in me died that day.

I ceased to be influenced by someone's kind words anymore,

For I knew they could not bring her back.


They reminded me to be happy,

Again after three months,

As if it was so easy.

They couldn't see that I was bleeding blue that time.


A year later,

I tried

To bring red back in me;

The happiness inside me demanded that.


But how can I explain,

I am not really good at remembering names,

And forgetting my people.

I wish I was good at that though,

Still, I kept on trying.

"You got to be happy, you got to be!"

I repeated to myself.


A year long battle

And now, at least,

I am bleeding purple.


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