Blood Sacrifice Poem by Aleema Parakatta

What in those curious eyes
Inquisitive wisp on your forehead fall
To see his beloved storeys high
And sigh at her sweet talk.

What in that silky mane,
Strike a pose with a smoulder bold.
Yet those eyes seem to talk
For the mind cannot bear it all

What in those dragging feet
Broken heart and a serene smile
But in that moment everything stops
And the heart flutters as she passes by.

What in those rosy cheeks
Longing in those eyes that gaze
Yet the dimple in your cheek
Is lost in a moment of mocking haste

And come the snow of snowflake love
Satin in its words galore
Yet all your blush and blunt desire
Fades into the ombre of autumn fall

Those weary leaves that falls down
Into tears of a consoling touch
If only you saw them bloodshot eyes
That's been out in the rain too much

Because in this storm of deafening pain
Head splits twice, night and day
And to take refuge in solitude
You must smile the pain away

Yet you walk with head held high
When they divide us saffron black
For all the river of red that is made
Take me as blood sacrifice

With solemn steps, head held down
And the hardened heart in misery
I'll laugh away my tears dry
While you blush at our memories.