You Have All The Colours That I'll Ever Need

Everyone at the party saw

How I was mesmerized

And all I could blame was

The shifting colour of her eyes

It was bluish-greenish-grey

Sorry, I know not enough shades

It had all the seven flavors

A rainbow across the scale

Like a painter's brush

Her lashes, they did dip

I held my drink tighter

All nervous, took a sip

I slid across the floor

And bombed her with my jokes

And although they were bad

She chose to not ignore

We've been married sixty years

And in my memory, it keeps sifting

That the colour of her eyes

Oh! It never stopped shifting

 - By Ritvij. 10/Nov/2022. At home, Raebareli.