The canvas intertwine with scintillating light
some pastels of green, others hue of red and white
The mosaic they create with a myriad of delicate shades
Looks like a dreamy silhouette on the canvas of my life
The Red of love pulled the strings of my heart
as i rocketed in its momentary slide
Blue echoed the exuberant laughs
That once reigned as the pride of my life
PInk chimes the bells of my innocent pranks
that vexed my parents and peers to great ranks
White reveals the guarded, mature side
of the peace and serenity that once encircled my life
Green of the times, i hogged the limelight
with my smart persona and sensuous smile
Orange speaks of my rocksteady fortitude
that earned me a hope even when down with solitude
A stranger comes with a brush and paint
and all those beautiful colours daub one by one
The canvas of my life gets incorrigibly stained
Only the Black of sorrow and pain remains...........
3 comments:
gr8 ya. i didnt know this style of writin of urs. reads gr8. keep it up.
thanx rajee...n ya pls change tht statement on ur blog..:ur nt accidentally a writer, ur born to be one"
Its too good...very nice...really liked it..especially d last para...
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