Colours Of Distance - Poem by Sanjukta Nag
You are running faster
With your ears shut by deaf happiness.
The translucent landscape of air,
Leaving red moisture of love poems behind.
I'm screaming your name
In a voice higher than white skyscrapers,
But your silhouette is getting smaller
Against the orange backdrop of a setting sun.
Now, I can reach your little image
Through the curved distance
Between my index finger and thumb.
Though at some point,
It will also dissolve over the horizon.
Then I'll put my eyes on a kaleidoscope
To envision your vividness through imagination.
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