prasanna kumari - Churidars

the creamy one with a creamy face going up and down
in search of her owner
the grey and red was ready to fight
but helped me with household chores
the white one was peeping into my newspaper on my bed
but finding it is yesterday's started to count my fingers
the lemon yellow a little proud of its beauty
wanted to add muskara
but as the face is missing
went to sleep and enjoy
the golden brown in the absence of the brain
helped me in mopping the floor but
left mid-way
the magenta sitting on the arm chair pretented
to enjoy music
and
the poor browny without lace
wait for the lace of your dreams....

no blue or green as both were fighting
over the color of the ocean

prasanna kumari

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