Black And White Poem by nishant agrawal

absent red perplexed me, still scratching my head,
and green lustrous, nothing but fading life and melting heavens,
but blue so obvious, again rugged reflections and smoking skies;
is this the phoenix veneering the rainbows in its ashes;
or the envy moon, delineating silhouettes and spreading in us;
the trivia gashing and eluding my juices leaving me void,
portraying me like a mariner sailing on his own blood,
one day he would be drowning in it, inside all dried up,
me dying with him, slowly dissipating in the shadows of dusk;
dreams, cruel dreams scoffing me showing the pieces of the past,
sprawling in the umbra of romance, under the hard sun of decisions;
blotting the chroma of our love, i touched the ugliest face of canvas,
and all my colour losing in tears, left to ramble in black and white