Hue

Carbon was cooling its heels
on waters presence.
As questions were asked
of the yesterdays that rained.
rain that rains everyday
that is not today.

So, they were caught chasing the rain
in the tomorrows too.
To clean the yesterdays
they'd go back to.
and she'd dance often
till she fell in a twirling mist
collapsing in my heart like a forgotten tryst

her stories held promise of returning wonder.
of compulsions and freedom, around and asunder
and she danced
till the marks of her feet
lay wet patches on my yesterday.

the music never played.
so silence held company
with our reticent cacophony.
and blue was the taste
of melting purple in my mouth
where her kiss was sealed
in a tomorrow I'd never see.

wasps and coldness are my gifting beds
you and she my distant ends
frivolous the sign of moon
fickle, the end of June.
when fog and memory override
to find me beside my side.

we'll grow colored moons with smiles.
unhinged for a while.

Silence

The silence echoed thoughts.
It echoed heartbeats too.
He planned to preserve them
In a forgotten corner.

Where the shapes changed often
into something they were not.
And he collapsed within
when searching the forgotten thought.

He allowed himself the final sin-
A prayer!
For release from the skin.
He spread his reach to morals
and he spread till eternity
and there he rested;
till time caught up
and brought a single hue.

As limiting spaces contracted,
around him, the world expanded.
The colored world -
in tones of black and white.

He thus had this dream to be born again
out of an idea;
To be born again
pure and of a single fabric.
And the dream grew into a desire.
This desire grew
Into a cloud of colorful dreams.
That blanketed his world.
In silence
He asked his questions
And in silence he waited, for his answers
In silence
He waits...
forever.

Outside the rain fell.
Inviting.
Blinding.