Its amber brown,
the azure sky, the monochrome earth,
the browns of skylark, a rainbow of prayer
that pierces indigo of night,
all amber brown, all are the shades you
My lost laughter and undiscovered defeats
The blush that rushes upward
With conception of hope-amber brown
I am a brush my amber brown blood -paint
And He is the Painter
A painting in apostrophe with the personalized grammar...though the poetry is open to interpretation, yet the hyphenated title leads to a particular context which is not that difficult to reach at, i guess :) good poem! but it style shows you have not shared it with your readers rather shifted it from your mind to your own diary for your own satisfaction.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
with conception of hope-amber brown...amazing you have added color to the color of K's eyes I must say nothing could ever be that beautiful than you have perceived and portrayed.