- Nyara Choudhury
I am the warning sky before a thunderstorm
the lavender used to calm your senses.
I am the velvet robe of a wise king,
his amethyst crown stolen during the coup.
I am the blurred neon lights in the bar where you met your first love-
the merlot you drink to forget them.
I am the cold grape juice you'd drink on a hot summer day.
I am the calm of blue and the warmth of red.
I am the favorite dress you never wear.
I am the beautiful and deadly nightshade growing in your backyard.
I am the sky on the cusp of sunset and dusk;
the sky that quiets the loudest of minds.