Miraquill
The colour
While living my early days
I could hardly utter a word
But colours present in nature enlightened me.
Every colour bought a smile and different images up in head and I created a whole new world there .
Parents gifted me a colour box
They didn't have a idea ,
These colours will bring such a joy to my face.
With time I grew up
Analysing everything I found something really horrific
That terrified my inner artist which was about to born.
I could see how peoples are specific about colours,
From my drawing sheets it went to my skin tone .
Slowly slowly they made me realise your skin tone is only that matters.
Now they're abusing a colour
The day will come when they'll abuse nature, the texture it has , the beauty it encompasses.
What can be more heinous than this ?
A half group of peoples are facing inferiority complex .
Never thought this beautiful colours will create a chatoic environment.
People are ready to kill eachother with no regret
Soon everything will become pale these lovely flowers will be colourless.
The water will lose its colour .
And with time it will lose its meaning
I hope everyone will stand in solidarity with pain and agony.
I had a thought one day I'll bring a canvas I'll paint it as such everyone will see the flow of my colours.
But now my hand are freezed
They are barely in a position to move
Im afraid to move my hand over canvas .
My unfinished painty will remain like that forever
All my thoughts about colours are washed away
Heart wrenching and breathlessness all around..
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Darkness
I used darkness to hide my cursed soul
I may be look bright to you ,
But more I'm burned and exhausted from inside .
Meanwhile darkness used me and potrait how pious darkness is .
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Pillow
Every time pillow records
Your partial dream you see every night .
It acts happily when you smiled
And cried at wretchedly unhappy.
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Her eyes
She has a ocean in her eyes ,
You don't know its depth ,
How you'll comment on her pain.?
A glass of water taken form ocean doesn't effect it's consistency,
You'll never know her distrubted soul unless and until you're courageous enough to swim in it ,
Waves are so high that will eventually drown you ..
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My diary has a separate space for you ...
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Laughter used to enlightened the soul ..
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Solitary you fall , solitary you rise ..
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Flower blossomed in dull chatoic days ..
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Myraid of butterflies encircling my garden kissing every single flower ..
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Observed birds become helpess in autumn..
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