yellow
she saw again,
the yellow bottom of the sea.
when she drowned
in memories,
of that two bedroom flat.
with pale yellow walls,
the yellow tea pot, and,
the yellow photo frame with
a black and white picture,
taken in 1953.
of she and her lover,
and she sees through
his kaleidoscope eyes
the days of yellow flowers, and,
the sunday mornings, and
the yellow summer dress, but
the sun now goes pale,
and with her translucent vision,
she gazes, heavy-eyed, at the
faint yellow rays.
Lory Gaur
Sat 21st Dec 2013 17:54
i'm glad u liked it harry. thanks :)