Peach Pink
A bewilderment of red horned bullocks
Heavy foliage like, cluster of cars,
Buses, cycles rickshaws and;
People in their many lanes
Same and different
Different and same.
And some voices wrinkled, clamoring,
Singing raj kapoor songs
And tales of their fate; with the biggest
Hardship being acceptance of themselves.
The peach pink wide now attends the dusk
The voices deafen, yet the pink;
Fluctuates, in it’s ways regular
And irregular.
Shreyaa Tandel is a self-established poet, or you can say amateur poet, from India. Her poems "Inadvertently Alive", "Virgin" and "Blackhole" have been published in the blue pages lit, and vamp cat magazine respectively. When she isn't writing or is glued in front of a computer/cell phone screen, she spends time singing north Indian classical music and reading the Bhagwad Gita and pretending very hard to be happy, even though she isn't. You can reach her at shreyaatandel1526@gmail.com.
She is a regular contributor to Marías at Sampaguitas.
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