Tuesday, April 08, 2014

I'm sleepy

"Your name comes up a lot
when I talk to my mom."
More often than not,
On the tip of my tongue.

Your lab coat appears
in the dreams of my nights.
Stitched in green
your name resides.

In redness I sometimes see,
In the colour of orange trees.
In dark, blue frames,
Was it the blue of the seas?

I once read something,
and it made me wonder:
I...My name is Abhas
Do you sometimes remember?