Those
broken bangles
Colourful,
pretty ornaments
That
tinkled like your laughter
Every
time you moved
Swaying
like a sheaf of corn
Dancing
to the wind god’s tune
Now
lie in myriad shards
On
unyielding earth
Your
eyes like moist glass
Reflecting
colours without form
Shapeless
like the circle
Now
broken and gone
Shattered
pieces of rainbow
Gathered
from the dust
Can
now weave pretty patterns
In
the kaleidoscope of your mind
One
for every mood
One
for every dawn