Love was abducted,
stashed away in some secret cache,
doomed to die.
Music was lost to cacophony
while rheumy lands misted up with misery.
The days became sunless.
Yet
sunshine people emerged from every dark corner
walking the streets.
Anyone might have taken them
for a flamboyance of flamingos.
Through their crystal skin I saw
love flowing in thick red.
All is not lost.
sumanar/lekha 
Through their crystal skin I saw love flowing in thick red.
All is not lost.
Sigh.. such a gorgeous write, Sumana 😀
Lots of love,
Sanaa
As long as there are sunshine people – all is not lost – amen to that..
Sunshine brings energy to people especially when they are in dark.Well said ,Sumana.
Sunshine people…so very needed to break through the fog of the present day…like the flamingo analogy Sumana…
The sunshine will prevail. Beautiful and hopeful for cloudy days.
We always hope that love will prevail over hate…but it is really tested these days.
Sometimes love seems to be very absent…but yes, there is always that hope of sunshine poking from behind the blackest of clouds.
Oh if we could see instead the crystal skin….
‘Through their crystal skin I saw
love flowing in thick red.’
Beautiful!
I appreciate that you ended with a message of hope.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. What can I say? You are the best poet in the whole wide world. This speaks to me and moves me to tears. Sharing.
This is so beautiful and perfect, I dont think it could be said any better. Your sunshine people remind me of those who dressed in white, as angels, to walk the streets of New York after 9/11. Perfection, Sumana!
Beautiful, Sumana. So hopeful 🙂
Oh lovely! We all have to let such ‘sunshine people’ visit us again and again to bring unity and solidarity everywhere- —this is the basis of changing society at the most fundamental level.
Thanks Sumana. 🙂
All is never lost, though sometimes (sadly) it seems that way…
Love the sentiments and also the imagery – above all your wonderful collective noun: a flamboyance of flamingos.
All the touchy feely stuff has not worked. The sunshine folk have got to take charge of governments.
I love this! the last line is so reassuring.
All is not lost, there is still much beauty in the world. Just look at those stunning flamingos
Through their crystal skin I saw
love flowing in thick red.
There is so much to give to lessen the impact and many are doing so giving hope for the future. Wonderful lines Sumana!
Hank
I see we had our minds in the same place this week. Yours is the 2nd poem about this but I just started reading everyone’s takes I bet there’s more. I like your optimism we need it!
Such a bright poem of hope!
Oh, and I love the name…..so fitting 🙂
“Flamboyance of flamingos”–what a marvelous phrase–I LOVE it!
Wonderful poem, Sumana. The contrast between the two verses makes the image of love regained so much stronger!