Yellow And Red
It's light that I see all along the streets.
by Anish Cherian
You show me them yellow, you show me red.
It's light that I see.
With the god's of this dark, on pursuit with our footsteps.
I'm beginning to follow a story.
A story that's etched deep down my clay vessel.
You tell me stories, stories that keeps awake through visions.
It's memories that I begin to see.
You show them yellow, you show them red.
It's memories that you gracefully flaunt.
I feel the polished stones below my feet and the soaring history enchanting.
The cigrettes that you crave for, become my quest.
We quench our thirst above water beds.
And I quench mine emotionally.
It's you that I begin to see.
Under the yellow light, under the red.
It's just you that I see.