A mind submerged
In red, is it
Or yellow
Went in pursuit of green.
The overcast sky
In a burst of laughter, glimpsed
Bright moon-beams.
The dream
Nestling in my bosom
Looking for the familiar man
Have for days been staring
With neck outstretched at the gate.
But I wonder why
Even though it sucked in all the colours
Black could still not say
What ails the colourless mind.
In search of green
Yet the man failed to see
That red or blue has drowned him.
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©hridayanan
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