Dreams of Blue

The palest blue sky,

almost white,

with not even a hint of azure,

blank, vast and empty:

why do i have to see it like this?

a time when i dislike flowers,

squint at their colours, shy away

from people- colourful or otherwise,

when even murmurs

strain my ears and i want to shut

myself out, act like i wasn’t there

and never was.

a time when i see and only see

what isn’t

and who wasn’t and what can’t be.

a time when colours swirl violently

into a blackness and leave me

drained,

too drained even to wish it away.

a time when intra-actions

outnumber interactions

and by far.

a time when outlooks are directed within

brewing a storm within

enmeshing me, straddling me

into a stillness that is giddy.

i need to learn to dream,

dream a way out

and stay out.

 

 

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4 Responses to Dreams of Blue

  1. rashmenon says:

    @ DarKarsean: thank you for the appreciation 🙂

  2. rashmenon says:

    @ Asif: thanks 🙂

  3. rashmenon says:

    @ Neetika: 🙂

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