Yellow Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

The ominous Yellow, conferred us not the benediction;
It roamed the streets with us for years, everywhere;
Persiflage its bestowed Light—prelude to crucifixion;
Chimerical guidance through paths which led no-where.

It beguiled us with sunbeams in our hair, in adoration,
With beatific hearts, and sun-flower iris in our eyes;
With neonate emotions, fervent in sanguine exaltation:
An oneiric and frenzied Love dissolving walls of ice.

Oft' I think of the yellow signs unveiled in summer-days:
Those yellow rosebuds, your lighter, my hidden jealousy;
Our fear and fever—tormented pale expression on our face;
The ‘Coldplay' in your voice, the saddest azure of your eyes...

Lemon-yellow our finite hours, gasping for air near you:
Two woeful hearts with love un-uttered—the cruellest end!
Adieu, long-finished love yet to begin: condemned to
Renunciation—that yellow teddy bear sitting on my chair.