BEYOND BORDERS FEB 18

BEYOND BORDERS
TUNNEL OF
LITERATURE | POETRY
DARKNESS
AMARNATH PALLATH
I dream of you, dear
In colours? No; in dark black.
I love you my pet, always, and . . .
In your beauty of dark eyes.
In dark, you set my mood and
Inspired by my grey hairs you,
In curly dark black hair’s recess
I find that black mole.
I dream of full moon, light dark nights
In order to see sparkle on your face
In contrast to nights, like
In Onyx, that transform negative energy.
In that snap you wore a dark red saree
I clicked for colours other than black, but
In your photo, that I keep in my heart,
It's black; my soul-mate's soul, is dark.
I see you like salt and pepper, peppy
In pursuit of grey, wearing dark black and . . .
In your charm, youth and vigour endorse
In a chase to catch up with times of mine.
I don't bother you not in dark, aren't you
In an easy, lazy mysterious mood to tell
"I don't bother you and you don't bother
I am vanishing from your dreams?"
It's ok, but you are my star, not to be lost
In a black hole, even light can't escape
I feel bad, black beauty, in case you vanish
I be elusive but chase you like black magic.
I searched, for giving bouquet of flowers
In my despair found all in colours, but
It’s there for you dear, with dark petals
Its “black velvet petunia”, lovely as you.
I feel black is beautiful, unlike some angels
In white that makes dark nights, black.
I adore you, your skin is soft and black
I pray black-bird you don't fly, I'll lie blackout.
I only want to stop, want anything, but you
It's so, you know you are dark and excites me.