I want to draw you
with the color of my eyes!
Want to warm you up
with all my favourite love!
These were from my
own pictures when i was innocent like purple!
Now the morning comes
with the purpose,
not with the canvas
for color
but like the most important cheque!
For a signature with due amount!
Again you've also
grown wise and cynical with fear
for a bouncing cheque!
And i know why love
is not there any more!
We had no love within!
Black descends!
Heart sinks.....
Suvro Bhattacharya
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/purple-and-black/
