Monday, 8 February 2016

New Blades of Grass

Little hands tugging at clothes
Outstretched hands asking for the next meal
Unchained smiles; calyxed bud. 

Scene of grassroot rebellion 
Blades of grass pushing through 
Cracks of dry mud. 

Grey silhouettes dot the horizon
Damp walls hold frenzied graffiti
Defiant colours of young blood. 

Yellow orbs professing love
Through a sea of virtual text
Thumbed in haste, blush rud. 

Hope shows in gnarled trees,
Dark clouds, scraped knees,
Not every moment is congealed 
in clotted blood. 

-Anuradha Venkatnarayan. 

2 comments:

Sush said...

nice. whats yellow orbs of professing love and blush rud. poetry never much understood :)

@venues said...

The emoticons...oft used carriers of expressions!