My Love: My Midnight Blues

By Kanika Verma

I see a plethora of colours

But my mind

Oh! My mind has its own midnight blue

Sun- a star, a furnace melting you or forging you

But oh! There is my lover- my midnight blues

I am pretty much the same-

Rosy cheeked, strong of bone and sly of wit

But there is a darkness inside me, outside me and in the sky above me

So, I keep on running, and keep on sailing

But wherever I go

I bump into you- my midnight blues

I am broken

And broken is my soul

A metre’s distance is maintained by my friend and cat

Who is warm as sun, from me- who is cold as ice

I am deep and dark as an abyss

That gazes into you

So there again I lean on to- my midnight blues

Tear in my eyes and truth on my lips

I was sure that I was caught up by my sins

As the black clouds hovered over me

And the waters troubled beneath me

I know! I know! I was found by my love- my midnight blues

Churlish I may seem

Running from you, from me & from my esteem

But here I am again, Looking-

Looking at you

Looking through you

Seeing the light

The ghost of my past

While my darkness howls

And my midnight blues awaits

I heard voice of her

Voice that always have my ear

Like my life is aligned in syzygy with hers

I felt oblivion

As if I died by defenestration

I opened my eyes

And found myself on the floors

Lying and realizing

With a good grief

That it was brief

The dream of me and my love

My midnight blues.

By Kanika Verma