Published May 26, 2016 by Shreya Rajvanshi

The purple umbrella moves gently,
Trying to keep the rain at bay
Making sure it doesn’t touch
The vibrant palette which gives
Colours to my day,
The purple umbrella spins slowly
To keep the sharp light away
So that it doesn’t dry the
Palette that coloured it,
The purple umbrella, yet again,
Shelters me from the autumn rain
When the sun has shrivelled
Giving way to the cold days, and
I know this because all this while
Your fingers were holding on to it,
Never loosening the grip,
Never letting my palette run dry,
Or wash away,
Like the purple umbrella was
A paper lantern to your
Starnight sky.


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