Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Colours

Red, green, blue, yellow
Colors are so clear
Drop by drop they drop
It stains my memory
While my heart gently bleeds


Come what come may
I am by your side
Don't let me go away
It stains my memory
While my heart gently bleeds


A few shades of grey
Is all they can produce
The essence still remains
It stains my memory
While my heart gently bleeds


Vermilion, Turquoise, Ocre, magenta
has it become; though
retains its beauty
It stains my memory
While my heart gently bleeds


Hazy, dazed and confused
Lost, thrashed and strungout
is it real or just vision impaired
It stains my memory
Still my heart gently bleeds

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