John Navin - Bangles

Glass bangles shatter into so many pieces
like colored feathers of dancing peacocks
Colors fade, ooze into the grass, flowing like blood

As peacocks dance, the colors
now rise up into the sky with the winds
Streaks of lightning, now colored with your bangles
Lighting up the night with the shades of your memories

I search for your bangles in the sudden illumination
I am drenched in the rain of your love, the colors now
seep into my skin, into my heart

All your bangles are within me
Their clinking is in the beating of my heart

John Navin

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