just like any other lazy afternoon as i was scrolling my mouse my eyes suddenly stopped at a note which spoke of colours. it just enthralled me .a strange silence prevailed in the next few minutes. it was then i felt the urge to write ,to write about colours.
orange for the cape gooseberies we relished by the countryside while engaging in esoteric conversations.
yellow for beatific hue before the sunset which we witnessed from the knoll and avowed to be together even in hard times
green for the jettisoned notebook in which you lodged your complains amidst anger and blushed as u read them after reconciliation.
purple for your nails which caressed me.
pink for the innocous lips which touched mine while licking a molten blob of icecream.
blue for the endless azure sky and the pellucid waters of the river where we used to go for fishing
brown for the repugnant memories and the boots which trudged the crossroads of love .
black for the evil incantations of the witch and the lascivious swan trying to allure the prince and trap him in the web of fabricated falsehood.
red again not for love but for a bleeding heart ,for anguish, for the glass of wine
and ominous hours of inebriety.
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