By Shikha Bhargava
Strings of wisdom
Breaking down her heart
Pearl necklaces and sea bands
Circling, purpling down her heart
She was standing by the poolside
Waiting for her rainbow slumber.
But, perhaps she did not know of
The oceans waves basking in her shore.
So, she entered a round of
Sunlit necklaces and rainbow pearls
Waiting on her balcony as her powder purses lay scattered by.
She left her branch and came to get you.
But, little did she know that you had won
The circling rounds of diamond necklaces
So, she kept quiet and did her work
Quietly, on her own.
Then, when from slumber she arose,
For, there you were,
Waiting beside her
As she counted
All her necklaces and sunlit diamonds.
Two days went by.
Still, there was no answer from you.
So, she kept quietly to her self
And quietly did all her work.
The rainbows turned out to be
She left them all,
All but one,
Which she kept for herself
On her golden rainbow sunlight path.
All but her own
They were hers to keep,
And you owed her no sunlit diamonds.