Purple

One of the most awesome poetry battles with the legendary knight, Kunal Mathur on the awesomest site for collaborative poetry,Black River Poets. Its a conversation between a musing solitary merman and a philosopher knight. :) 

In the realms of the depths unfound

The solemn merman dives

To find the remains of his glory. (R)

And each dive of his,somnambulistic

Search for that pearl,Oh so Majestic

It will soon become a Legend,This story .(K)

Bound in the ocean's purple curse

The salty waters destined to his breath

Escaping the hunting sights of the dorey (R)

Blues of life, The red of his passion

Mix the two and he beats the purple curse

He doesn't care, if fight is smooth or gets gory! (K)

Whirlpools dancing in his turbulent unearthly insides

Since ages unknown he rides the foamy tides

In his golden crown that now is hoary. (R)

O somnambullistic Pearl Diver, so hard u tried

Red, Blue and the purple, All colors they've dried

What do u strive for? You're alone now in this category. (K)

In this weeping solitude, my being survives

In it I drown, in it I rise

Wins and losses are for the Liberal and Tory .(R)

What rips your heart,I wonder? 

Oblivious to tranquility and thunder

Swim on, let go of past glory. (K)

They sink fatal poisons in my kingdom kind

Tell me dear Sapien , what shall i move on to find?

the piteous treasures of your Quarry? (R)

Some seek peace, some wealth sans restriction

A few seek nothing, clinging on to their addiction

Purple Diver, I hope you got the allegory! (K)

The sea is my morphine, it takes away the pain

in dying morality lies no lasting gain

for this shall the spirit be sorry? (R)

Your tranquility, intrigues me

Can heaven really be in the sea?

If that's the case, let it be my cemetory. (K)

Your Heaven is where your peace shall be

be it your your land or my drowsy sea

to seek the white of ebony or the black of ivory. (R)

What gives you the licence to preach 

Those who hide can seldom teach

Come out once O diver, You'll make history. (K)

Licence and history are the words of man

That thou shall end what I began

I have no feet young man, to end your worry. (R)

Can't come out, can't drown

All you can do is make me frown

How abt you, some formaldehyde and a laboratory? (K)

You brought a smile to my lips in decay

Lighting up the lanterns in the dark of my day

Nothing in the likes of sickening adulatory.  (R)