Become a PUBLISHED AUTHOR at just 1999/- INR!! Limited Period Offer
Become a PUBLISHED AUTHOR at just 1999/- INR!! Limited Period Offer

Anju prasad

Abstract Classics

4  

Anju prasad

Abstract Classics

How dark are you?

How dark are you?

1 min
364


How dark are you he asked 

Gazing in to my naive eyes 

Every inch of me bloomed in to an art 

Crimson red and black 

Like the tree that made sleepy hallows 

Of gigantic red black sketches on the 

Pavements ....on autumn eves 

I could dance in to memories naked 

and plain ivory in moon light 

Drenched in raindrops embalmed in 

Champak flowers ....fragrance.....

I had the green blush of pack of roses 

Thorny ...with due....scars ...bleeding

I am a flow of passion unstoppable 

I had the audacity of Ganges to break open the head of very destruction

And make creativity germinate from the 

Heights of my peaks 

I am the darkness from which every light sparkles and I an the darkness That engulfs every minute light 

I took him by a surprise ....woman..he exclaimed 

I am the meekness the tenderness of a tendril the urge of a seedling the pining of the earth the craving of the ocean....

Oh ...I am the Tsuami ....the absolute dissolving...by rain...by fire ....I am passion ....I am dark ...I am woman....I am shadow ...I am oneness...

He stood smiling .....while I slowly faded


Rate this content
Log in

Similar english poem from Abstract