I have been given a great thought
For myself, holding back my angst
Cognizing my ardour, worth
Just the matter of colours
Have to paint my own world
Gives a great pleasure
Colours all over elbows and shoulders
With many words inside the colours
Believing the invisible thought within
Palette of my dreams
Lead me to my palace of expressions
Way to my swevens, through
Vehemence and tolerance
Accepting the stark verity
Re- establishing my candour
Showing a path towards
Acknowledging the mist of dawn
Shadows came over my body
Felt its sense of gesture
Crawling ahead of cracks
Have been trying to give
Name to my ambiguous self
Pleased to see myself again
Bereft of wrangles
With whimsical words deep
Inside the colours
Disentangling the way of endurance
Lighten up my alcove close
To my existence
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