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Writer: nandini c
nandini c
Nov 12, 2020
1 min read

Updated: Feb 19, 2023


Blue


Smeared kohl, pools of tears

Where's the box of cookies

from Alice in Wonderland

when I need saving,

Where are they

when I need them?


I wonder if they are lost under

The blanketed sky just like I am,


Waiting for rain to wash away


my fears,


my smiles,


my feelings

So I can be just as cold


Some would say as blue as the screens

I watch change with the seasons


A new set of people to just replace

Like those silent, silvery nights



 
 
 

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2 Comments

nandini c
nandini c
Nov 17, 2020

thank you!

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skydlimit24
Nov 13, 2020

Nandini, I could connect to your poem to so many different levels of 'myself' during my childhood days. You are very talented and so mature at this young age. There is a new meaning of the colour 'Blue' these days, thanks to my little daughter of 21 months who adores this colour.

Have a great life ahead!

With love Sandhya!

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