The lady in Pink

Gulabi taaseer hai gulabi mazhab hai
aaj rang ka jashn hai, har jashn main gulabi rang hai
(Pink is the impact, pink is the religion
today is the celebration of colours, every celebration has pink in it)

She brandishes her beautiful, all white pure teeth

and smells of fresh wind

that a sudden shimmery summer brings

when you are in shade

this verse is all about pink

and her eyes reflected the color

in many ways,

Some you cannot imagine

I am platonically mesmerized

“je suis hypnotisé” as they say in French

The strawberry season tried it’s best

But I prefer her nonchalance today

and the jazz at the café

finds the pink melodies

from the ramparts of my closed emotions

I am surely smitten

of an eternal self

In the vivid imagination

of the unknown karmic world

She holds my hand and we see pink and orange skies

Different colors

Play around the bonfire of togetherness

Her eyes play with the

Texture of my thoughts

The curious subtle sobriety

and the serendipitous laughter

all are gifted, all together

and what can I say

of the emotions of my fluttering heart?

Pink uplifts me today

And this fall, of an earlier me,

is seamless