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A slow journey of cotton, colour, and care.
Handwoven in Gujarat, dyed in small batches, crocheted in Mumbai, stitched by masters.
LIGHT BLUE
A blue dome
of dreams
Arona winds lead
tired wings
To talk to freedom
GREY BLUE
Reflect in
grey pools
Pale mauve face
we save from whom?
Speak your fragile truth.
GREEN
Greenlit words,
light lies
Spoken under taupe skies
time stops.
Still, they grow.
TERRACOTTA
Wheel turns,
terra holds
Mauve hands,
perpetual curves
Dialogue, no words
KHAKI
In my khaki days
I longed for home,
dusty pink
Fond present, fond past.
BEIGE
Hike around beige hills
Footsteps brown,
a single pair
Alone, and lonely.
BLACK
Secret night,
harrowing Black
Orange strikes within
A revolution.
WHITE
White mist,
dusk sets in
Spoken word
under pink clouds
Clarity begins
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