THE RED BRICK WALLS & THE BLUE LAMP




The red brick wall invited me near,
In my white bridal wear,
The blue lamp that in between hung,
The sweetest notes of future,to me it sung.


Like my love is the red brick wall,
Imprisoned within the crimson heart small,
The blue of the lamp igniting the flames of passion,
Enveloping in purple,burgundy emotions.


I built my own future
Brick by brick, waiting for my suitor,
In love's red coffin,
The blue lamp glowing with my passion.


The brick wall without a door or window,
Nor does here the wind blow,
No breezy sound,just of my breath light
And the brightness of the blue lamp in sight.


The red of the brick matches my gore,
My will bearing the strength that it bore,
Constantly flickered the blue lamp,
Warming me up in the night cold and damp.


I am the princess in white,
Cocooned within the red brick wall for my knight,
The blue lamp holds my belief in trust and loyalty,
The blue calming me,protecting from anxiety.


The red wall is strong and stout,
My heart beats for him aloud,
One day he will see the blue shadows
Of the lamp, he will then come running and show.


All walls will break down,
All reds will mix as one,
The blues,purples,burgundies will dance in bliss,
When my darling holds me and plants a kiss.

©Madhumita