Of Colors
18 May, 2002
Author: Anjali Thapa
Red rivers, red tributaries
Black nights, black road
Rifles do,
The sentries load
Tremulous hands soothe petrified souls
Where are we heading to ?
Red sashes, white stars
White garments, red pyres
Victims ambushed,
Electrocuted wires
Fighting sons leave panicking kin
Where are we heading to?
Camouflaged beetles, green ants
Red sky, brown vales
Oh! Humanity,
Where does it dwell?
Intimidated eyes see annihilated dreams
Where are we heading to?
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Kayla (198.103.167.20) -- Thursday, November 13 2003, 01:19 am the way you used the colours and words is creative the way it is written is unlike others i've read |
| Jess (68.119.91.240) -- Saturday, December 13 2003, 05:49 am This is a great poem loved it |
| orchid rajkumari (202.161.146.51) -- Saturday, September 17 2005, 04:57 pm this is actually about the maoist insurgency in my country and its impact upon the people. |
| Tarna (66.72.73.131) -- Saturday, September 17 2005, 05:12 pm You speak the emotions of your observations so well. How could one help to wonder where it will all lead. I love your writing style. Your poetry has life beyond the words |
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