Blue, Purbasha Roy

I have seen more skies
than what my eyes
ever could absorb
so I know much blue
i tie rain beads in my hair
at end of thirsty braids
humming songs of oceans
remembering shadows of skies
quiet blue of the noons
tiptoes inside corridors of eyes
dandelion seeds drift in maturing sunlight
reinventing blue quiddity of pallette
in grisaille canvas shards

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Purbasha Roy is a poetess from Jharkhand, India.Featured in Teesta journal, Bewildering Stories and few anthologies from US publications. She loves to write. She is a nature photographer, and staring at skies is her favorite pastime.

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