They say that life is a canvas
That never ever frays
Strokes of black and white
Intermingling with the greys
Bold slashes of vibrant red
Like love that is true till the end
Woven strips of brilliant blue
For when you are feeling low or true
The shades of ochre and all that fuss
When your days are so monotonous
And the burnished bronze and rose golds
Show the warmth of friendship amidst the folds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem