Black And White Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

These are unknown quantities;
they sit still in shadows and evenings.
sometimes they crouch expectantly
waiting to be reality-copied
they are huddled together
on the muddy shore of the lake
for boat and togetherness.
they are mere black and white.
my machine lumps them together
in one incandescent canvas.
they do not protest but sing
their music reaches my ears
in white fluorescence and still.
color blinds them in their eyes
they are basically black and white.