Colours And Me

Long before

The ink and paper,

Colours were the soul friend of mine.

I ornamented the paper

And they too did the same,

By glossy certificates

With which my happiness

Also used to shine.

I don't know

Why we got apart

We were so close

But we got far.

The bond so close

Got confined to formalities,

I feel too sorry

I forgot its beauty

So ravishing.

But they never ignored me

Whenever my hands touched them

I didn't adore

But they never made me

Feel the same.

How could I be so selfish?

I pondered and pondered

Thank God

I was made to remember

I promised them again

I would hold them tight forever.