As the evening tends to fall
The colours from in front of my eyes,
Dance and fade
The sky blurs exhausted, jade.
I struggle, I scuffle
To see past the
To bear with the welling warfare.
I try to discern
Where and how did I commit a felony,
In blazing colours amidst every life
How did I end up in such an exigent strife?
I fail to fathom
Where precisely did I go amiss,
In trying to paint my life like a rainbow
How did I smear it with dolour and sorrow?
I wrestle, I brawl
To adorn the rising sun,
Mistake me not
For to lose, I haven’t been taught.
And thus begins my meander
To seek the so called little peace,
Even thought the colourful canvas chides me
I won’t ever acquiesce, just like an acrimonious sea.
~ Moushmi Radhanpara