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A Bewildered Truth Called ‘Life’

Updated on November 15, 2010

Life, never black / white, its always colorful

But never comprehended the colors, never realized the sense of full


Were they red or white? are they green or grey?

So simple the shades, yet so intricate to say


For a moment it feels content with peace in the mind

But swaying away like autumn clouds that one can never bind


Just a faint memory like the droplets falling on thee

In the dreary sight of grime, whatever one could see


Where’s the blossom that I found and nurtured

In quest of independence the tune I set ventured


With nothing seeming to rejoinder my earnest labor

Visioning infinity, as in the rainbow we all savor

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