Light It Blue

Nascent smile, cobwebbed innocence

Caged in a vortex, helpless, shackled

Artistic, altruistic, mystic for some

Autistic, unrealistic, lunatic for the rest

He fidgets, squirms and shrieks in silence

Covers his ears and bangs his head

They give blue roses, say it's rare

Just like him, a mysterious affair

His mind swathes an ornate labyrinth

For he hears colors and breathes music

Fluorescent lights are kryptonite  

Nails-on-chalkboard, a sensory overload

Patterns, rhythms or routines are boons

Change and adaptation, an infinite doom

He spins and twirls in a vicious circle

Envying every other snail or a turtle

Retreating in shells, safe, unscathed 

Misophonia shoving a hundred stakes

He curls up like those touch-me-nots

Laces and ties choke him with knots

The sun feels daunting, oh it's true

Let's tint the window panes in blue!

P.s On autism spectrum disorder