Kothakoli-came from 'Kolikar kotha', in an effort to log the monologue-ous conversations that rage in conundrum, the arguments and questions that rumble inside to make me, 'me'. Kothakoli strives to stay true to the name: a dance, an exotic, challenging, colorful, beautiful dance. Somewhat like life itself.

Pastels and browns

Three pastels and browns

A painting in words

Reverberating on broken rules

Righteous laws of the fragmented world


Pastel lands, browns and green

deep blue seas

and spring.


Careful what you ask for

careful who you choose

carefully get your mind off

the pattern of your snooze


Careful when you wake up

and what you wake up to

carefully tread in your dreams

and feign the comatose


Take care of that seamless skin that defines your being

(Button well so no seam be seen)

Carefully paint the spring with budding pastels and a touch of brown

Since on cloudy march skies, the moons don’t glow

Only dreams stomp in reverie.

2 comments:

saikat said...

typical ur type of writing..and a good 1... colors ar emotions... amar always mone hoy colors are one of th best means to express the most subtle of emotions - whether u write abt colors whether u use a camera or u actually paint them on a canvas.
...And this 1, with its litl metaphors and the rhymes (amar ekhono chondo na mille kobita mone hoyna) looks blue to me :) :)

sarmistha said...

Careful when you wake up

and what you wake up to

carefully tread in your dreams

and feign the comatose


loved the lines....