BLACK

Never knew what Light was,

Its meaning,

I couldn't find.

A plain simple color

That guides my being,

And people call me ‘Blind’

I wonder why they

Look down upon ‘Black’,

Why is it always maligned?

A plain simple color

That guides my being,

And people call me ‘Blind’

Black embraces all with open arms,

Nobody’s a winner and

No one’s behind,

A plain simple color

That guides my being,

And people call me ‘Blind’

What is there to see

in the World of Colors?

Where the spectrum of Thoughts,

Remain un-aligned,

A plain simple color

That guides my being,

And people call me ‘Blind’

‘Darkness’ is what, you believe it to be,

It resides in the nooks of your mind,

A plain simple color

That guides my being,

And then You call me ‘Blind!'

Someday

    

Cuz I know you'll read it Someday!

The leaves that died

waiting for you,

The winds that

changed course,

The dust that coagulated itself,

Around the windows and doors…

It has been so long,

And you might not know,

Little Henry has grown tall.

I wish you could see him holding your hand

And say – “I’ll catch you when you fall”

Whiskey still sniffs around you,

In the hope that you might wake up.

And I wonder how charming you look everyday,

Even without that filthy make-up.

It has been one year now,

Since you fell from the top floor,

Okay, it’s not exactly a year,

But today is 364!

The doc says there’s not much hope,

And tomorrow, they’ll take you away.

But I’m gonna keep this letter in your pocket,

Cuz I know you’ll read it Someday!