I like the way those colours change,
As the world turns inside out.
They take all the stress away,
These's much we can do without.
I love to see them spreading arround,
It makes horisons bright.
While I myself linger thinking,
Why I should love black & white.
The reason why I talk to them,
After talking I realise,
They are just confused of their ties,
I want them to arise.
I want them to laugh like hell,
Spill all happiness in their file,
So maybe I dont fathom anymore,
The reasons why I smile.
And then again I think about,
All those feelings I never stay.
Don't know what they are waiting for,
Maybe some another day.
Or maybe they will just stay,
Lost grins is all I fear,
Till I find why I strode this way?
THE REASON I AM HERE...!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem