Season of Sorrow I

 In a distant city
 Her beloved lives.
 When the "Season of Sorrow" comes
 He reaches out to his collection of clothes
 And takes out blue, ash, and black.
 While recalling old days
 He would remember her earnest wishes
 To appear in "blue."

For both of them
Everything is blue, ash, and black.
Both spend days with blood
Oozing out from their wounds.

Lucknow, India