Colors Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

Colors



Her soul craves reaching out
While fingers moved rhythmically.
Experience comes in glutinous colors
And colors break out of vast silences
Stillness finally reaches her senses
Like mist touching the morning grass
Dripping from the overhanging creeper.

Thursday, December 4, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: senses
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