THE HUES

(Based on Linda Cheng’s painting)

The lot of coloured veils

All draped around her neck,

Red, black and blues -

Culture, society and mores!

Her azure eyes share

The profundity of her being,

Oceans roaring inside her

And a raging storm within!

Those lips are of a scarlet tinge

Both of them tightly zipped

A rebellion of words dying inside,

The colour of ‘sin’ not to repeat!

Green, cream, and a coloured pink,

Of life, a numberless more,

Gleaming and not yet dead

Burdens upon her brows!

Her radiant face

A golden sunshine,

Shimmering inside her veils,

And those soggy cheeks

Nothing but a crimson red

Marred by the indelible scars

Life’s persecution of

Femininity, womanhood and love!

Swaying in the gentlest breeze

Her youth, its endless quest

And,

A little face drooping down

 The wilted flower at early dawn?