By P. W Ngipjao
I was enjoying my solitude watching the fields
Winds that hollowing out the trees and grass
My mind was wandering around with the bliss
Until a shadow blurred my vision and whispered.
The first word was, Do you like greens? Miss
Taken back but before I could answer
You sit beside me with trembling hands
Excitement? Anxious? My thoughts ceased.
You showed me the wounds, got from the world.
It felt like I was speaking to myself through a mirror
Your tears made a way through your plump cheeks
Your red nose tied up your breathing, yet you smiled.
Red, my favourite colour is red, I whispered
You chuckled, red. I love your colour red
You touched my hand, my heartbeat raced
Everything was fluctuating, enchantingly.
One day, you pricked my skin, blood oozed out
You love everything I love, there precious novel red
You gave me the sweetest smile, I had ever seen.
Yes! You always love my favourite colour red.
Next you apologetically scratched my legs.
Unable to move an inch, I felt a wave of fear.
Sliced open my abdomen, stabbed my back.
You had fun chopping off every part of me.
I screamed, you screamed at me for screaming.
You then bit my face, kissed my lips, sweet and warm
You let me lean on you, kissed my forehead lovingly.
You assured me, I will always be your favourite red.
Your eyes were red as my blood with tears.
I cried for help but you only cried helplessly
When told you about our sweet love story.
You stitched my lips and broke my head
Years passed, chained up in the basement
The smelled of golden youth, lavishly strong
That was the innocent me in my head
Laughing, deliberating of the colours.
On the day break, I heard people muttering
The deity killed innocent souls with an ambiguous love
An another prey was spotted in the green fields
Lost and lonely, plain but beaming alone.
I prayed helplessly in my head to run away
Along the mountains and hills
Rivers and valleys, hoping to see you
One day, you truly loving the greens.
My face and my body were bruised
The sun and the moon never gave up.
I hid myself from them and the world
I lost myself to a deity and to myself
Let us stay together, until our hair turns gray.
Far from the world, only us in the greens
I and my greens will give you harmony.
The reds are gone with the bruises.
I will choose red only in my deathbed
Before I take the other way, breathe into me
Take my hand, run alongside the soft breeze
The streams, rain, shade and the butterflies.
I chose you the day, you blurred my eyes
Beneath the green hues with red cheeks
Use my greens to drain all the reds in you.
I said that out loud in my head.
-CHAOS