MY YELLOW SHIRT

MY YELLOW SHIRT!

I rarely select bright colours

On my friend's insistence, I bought one

A bit shy to wear the radiant shade 

One day I dared to adorn this bright attire 

Walking among the crowds 

I felt everyone turning their heads 

My walk became untidy

I was stopping at the corners looking around for a respite 

Suddenly a warm hand held my arm

Shocked at the incident

My eyes rolled out in surprise

She was a beautiful lady almost all my age 

Not looking into my eyes 

She began to drag me to her side 

Like a frightened fawn 

I began to struggle trying to escape from her hold 

A few feet away a man stood smiling

He too was wearing the same bright colour

The woman a kangaroo for sure talking to me something to my deaf ears

Saw the man smiling

As if a high voltage shock delivered 

She jumped far away from me

Looking towards me 

Shell shocked her 

Started to apologise profusely

I am sorry, really sorry are the words that I could hear

The smiling man took her into his arms 

Her cheeks exploded pink 

Startled I

Never dared to wear the yellow again 

Still, it emits her fragrance, and my dumb-struck brain

Hanging helplessly from the hangers in my deep cupboards