the colour harmony!!

It’s when her summers fade to oblivion That her ashtray smokes serpent curves over her desk. She goes handpicking edged sandstones from the side walks of a blurred out shore line Where in between pavements tarred You find cat fur Sprouting bush garden of discolored golden threads. The spider that fell on to her water jug Birthed, drowning a generation. The crystal jug she threw away had a womb cuddled Wherein a snake crawled deep In to the burning darkness Of steaming wax sealed rapture To mate her in a she-dream. Gliding lust spread on to her skin, bare Like seaweeds on ocean bed Leaving patch marks of red earth Dry and torn. She is insane, a damn sadist In her ways of love Says her man over her jerking thoughts Handcuffed on to a single man Her love curled down Like her plaited hair Forming strands of love Clipped in between For an authentic base That she lost to her dream. The other one With whom she shared her cell Called her sanity c...

He seems like a piece of paper On which she scraps endlessly Her ways of cunning loves. He is scribbled over and again, Every night. Only to be crossed, Scratched and binned Until blue bleeds from torn ends Over the silver sky. Letters, ominous night owls Gaze, like night fire Piercing skins of ash. She draws his veins And tag it zigzag As a spider web To swing in oblivion Across pulses slayed Her love is marked As red dots virgin Droplets sinking In moonlight ripples Red oozed out Of his neck lines deep Inkish blue, Her snow white bedspread. His love is found lost Like overgrown graveyards Where flowers bloom from Heavens decayed. They found him dead At the staircase corner Passion bitten With neck marks deep. Blooming white In her vampire lust.

I My mother said, She bought me From a fisherwoman. She let me go For a bag of ice For those lifeless gaze Openmouthed Staring out of silver scales. II Her skin smelled salt At late midnights When gulls made love And serpents crawled Over mermaid lust. His shadow paused For an after smoke To let in deep sea fogs Of oceanic lunacy The sea seemed heavy Over her naked body Draining her veins Of its fluidic essence. Crossing decades For a chosen grave She shed her skin For silver scales To be born again Through his piercing nails.