Flicker （烁）-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