His Blue Palette - Anacreontic Verse
HIS BLUE PALETTE
~anacreonti verse~
Lonely moon
shed yellow light
in month of June
falling, falling
are the tears
carrying sad tunes.
Palette of blue
is the pigment
spilled to his ink
eversince the day
red, colored their den
at the lush grass
is his wife, sprawled
gasping, gasping
for some breaths
a deep hole seen
under her chin.
Her lips bit open
as if to shout,
eyes mirroring fear
was it too late?
They got her first..
There are questions
bugging, lurking
into his mind...
Answers he longs.
justice he craves
two years gone
but 'til now
It is unknown,
no one knows ...
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9:33 pm, January 07, 2015
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