10 October 2009

Grey is the colour

It flows from your eyes
The sad grey

In to the streets
Of the polis
peering through my marrow
through my veins

is not a shade natural
Like scarlet , azure or flame
found not
in blooms
Nor in the sky
nor in sea

Only found in cities
where luminosity of fluorescent flicker
blend in to make


the colour
of my baby's gaze

Like the reality
neither Black nor white

PS: With thanks to the middle aged drummer who inspired with his concept of grey .

1 comment:

  1. It was rather interesting for me to read this blog. Thank you for it. I like such topics and everything that is connected to them. I definitely want to read a bit more soon.


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