Poetry
Colours
of absence
Published in
May 17, 2024
The world now —
all still and grey.
for the colours, cheery
drifted — further away!
with thoughts fervent, of
the loved — lost ‘n gone.
What have you, in your arms bare?
— hold the very, in your heart dear!
Where to, the doting foot, trail thy bare soul the most?
— make that cosy hearth of the loving home right there!
What of that you do, matters the most, on this fine day?
— Love that cause holy in passion ‘n spirits so keen!
Sweat for the cause, toil for the love
the tears — then in the end, will bring home
the deeds that mattered
the most, for this life claimed
Yours — for now.
