Just a Few Patches I Urge You To Paint
You are having many a hue with you
Just a few drops I beg of you to lend me
Trust me this I will hide inside the shell
We picked up last night from the tasty water
The purple water that the spring released
Out of the volcanic dance we brought up
As we tapered, the tree shed oleander
A few drops I beg you to lay on my door
It is the food that holds the river on
It is the river that holds the banks tight
It is the banks that hold the palm tall
It is the laugh that fills the golden hall
Just a few patches I urge you to paint
From the rainbow that you always wear
In case you keep refusing like the parents
How shall I add colours to my pages
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2018
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