Blue

You’re betrayed for being depressing,

your hues are tiresome too,

yet, you’re the first sign of a bright summer day,

and you’re the measure of water

that is supposed to be colourless;

Dark- you contain galaxies,

light- you’re cool, sandy beaches,

your wounds are too diverse to be recounted,

and your lives too deep to be measured;

Your deepest secret is your ability

to metamorphise

into words,

inky words that create worlds

and emotions,

actions that despair

and celebrate:

you are the colour of victory

of life over defeat:

you are the colour of

the defeat of courage

over red rage.

your waters wash away wounds gently,

and yet,

you are demolished,

betrayed,

dethroned

to a small drop:

you are merely

a colourless

saline drop

© Geetakshi Arora

April 19, 2014