Flicker - Shivum Sharma

You looked at me

As you spoke the words of a red rose

The silence that followed

It cradled I swallowed

It could embrace it naturally

And then you opened a gate

It led to a path which

Bloomed as we watched

Into perfect grass

And naive I chased

You blinded by petty fantasy

The power of you

It drifted into me

Desires posed as possibilities

In my foolish head

And under your spell I drew

The blinds over the red

And I saw white only white

Perhaps I diverted

My sight to the daylight

Oh I chased you blinded by petty fantasy

The power of you

It drifted into me

And then the light begun to flicker

And under it I begun to wither

And then the light begun to flicker

And under it I begun to wither