RAINBOW
A bent arch of colours I beheld on the sky.
Planted in one cloud and thrust into another.
Pleasant breeze calmed the mad rain,
The busy world had no time for this amazing display.
Lost in thought I bent my head low and went by
When I noticed a little girl gaze steadily,
I wondered what halted her at the middle of the road!
My eyes followed her gaze and there above I was blessed to see
The beauty which she had spotted.
Pastel shades of all the seven stood gently there
Gradually fading into the evening sky.
I walked my way keeping my gaze on the sky,
Now and then bumping into a two wheeler
But unfortunately no one followed the movements of my eyes,
I couldn’t make one other person admire the spectacle.
I shifted my glance from sky to the busy street,
Every vehicle sped by as if they were an ambulance
Carrying someone so ill...
Unfortunate indeed that the rainbow stood there
Noticed only by a few little girls.
2 comments:
i was jus going through your posts rather 'chalantly'. to find a sort of growth in the poetess, perhaps, i always thought of you as 'evolving' rather than revolving (around a few themes). in your smooth rhymes, i wanted to stumble upon a sudden sharp stinking piece of surprise. can't define what that 'surprise' is. but i yearn to witness a poet fighting with the starkness of some loose-ends of life. (in heaney or hughes, for instance) rather sadistic, you would say. right. it is.
im still searching through your words. lately, dots, long lines of them, have started appearing. kamala das (do you read her?) used this device to write what surpasses writing. but she painstakingly 'wrote'.
keep writing, and i promise to read.
:)
Hey Bhavani,
Can you send one of your poems to efluartsiscollective@gmail.com
Thanks.
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