Until she sleeps

A small paper work hangs on the ceiling
Enormously colored with her desire
a young heart at its most had made it look much prettier
Red seeming thick, thicker than the molasses

Used to go into her nerves as she woke up
Making her day even brighter, filling her soul with more blood
Blue kept her calm,slight vague than the red one
the light as it fell on it,that bluish glow used to keep her warm
The way she used to start her day and end similarly
Until the day she choose to lay in her bed, the eyes stared constantly
It stroke all of us apart, the red didn't hit her nerves

Even when she looked straight at the ceiling
It was strange, her heart stopped but beauty rose up and that was stunning
By next day red faded, blue thinned even more
Cobwebbed,It hung there inanimately,watching her go

She was coffined to be taken to graveyard, Near her mother's grave,
everyone knew that would be better, But no one did know what actually was
Her mother had never returned to complete the blue
She had her life in the paper that she drew


The lighter blue, with all her labor she made it look dark at her best
Willing to take it along with her, she herself moved to stay there where her mother rests