though i know
you'd want to,
steal the colour of the skies;
steal the colour of the skies;
i would still,
frankly so,
gladly keep my Indigo.
frankly so,
gladly keep my Indigo.
I speak of things i feel, so primordial, that structured expression kills the essence. I speak of things i see. so easy to ignore, yet, so crucial I find release in the seeming disorder of my Poetry; the subtle signs i see.
12 smoke wisps:
It would make more sense to me if it was a return ticket by Indigo air. Hehe, just kidding :) Will think about this under the Goan skies!
Lets then together make the rainbow :)
hmmm
i would keep my azure.
I absolutely adore your shorter pieces... They're so clever, if not profound.
pretty, meghana, very pretty :)
really really beautiful :)
how do you do it. every single time.
Ok
@tris
please dont! Goa deserves doing better things ;)
@diwakar
no, no rainbow, its flimsy and garish
i like just the indigo, dark and powerful, thank you very much
@krow
azure is light, it floats
@unsung
well thank you :) but you know how my poetry works ;)
@meandering mind
not ok!
perseverance is the key
@mentalie
thank you, its very pretty in my mind too, complete monochrome
;)
@quicksilver
:) indigo IS a beautiful colour, but terribly underrated like the crow
@atom spy
well, i, mmm, thank you :)
@Meghna
In subtle, yet beautiful ways... Tingles the mind and the wit, at the same time.
@unsung
sweet boi you :)
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