Black, white and gray shades
Fill the flickering images
That haunt the mind’s studio.
The eyes
Stare into a void, into volumes of nothingness.
Lost, forlorn, desolate and bored,
I resign into a corner, crouched in, what seems like
Perpetual unpleasantness.
Desperation leads to a restless mind
And a restless mind is never out of options.
The mindscape
Spots a hazy rainbow and the thoughts take a new shape.
The rainbow
Renders an imaginative dimension to the imprisoned instincts.
I look around.
The air turns feisty, the mind turns into a kaleidoscope,
And the thoughts script a new language – colors.
The mosaic, the cobweb knit,
The yellowing pages of an old diary,
The blotches of red ink on an envelope,
The steely shine of the hinges,
And all the terrains of the unexplored world
Pour into the soul
With a new sense of exhilaration.
I walk to the window
And stare at the evening sky.
My voice sings an unknown, happy tune
Where I see some swallows disappear into the green foliage.
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