Coloured Skies Poem by Gopikrishnan Kottoor
Coloured Skies
Are you there or are you gone?
I don't believe the wind
that talks all lies
making love to the coloured skies.
So I don't believe the wind
when it still whispers star long
what you once were
in secret beauty among the thorns;
What you were to me,
and what you still are,
I cannot just fathom
just as no night ocean fathoms
its iceberg
lit with borrowed stars.
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6/17/2024 7:36:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very interesting, intriguing write. " What you were to me, / and what you still are, /I cannot just fathom "…masterful craft