Monochrome

Kasturi Barkataki, 15MS

18/05/2019

It’s alive just for theatricals,

I have seen them all.

Red boots in puddles resonating

to the footpath of the bangle woman.

Red boots then bask in the vapour and the heat

for now the scent of hot curry is fresh.

Frilly skirts silhouetted by the steam

They are repeating a skit again,

Can’t tell if that’s my favorite;

Red boots read their faces again.

Last time the play wasn’t captured

This time a snapshot I haste in chance.

Theatrics and laughter, Puddles and grime.