The God in Grey

Now is the time as we sail,

The festivities in our nerves prevail

The glitters as it lightens the streets

The colours, so multiple play to their beats.

As the darkness is overshadowed 

With the illuminating charisma 

of thy Goddess Durga, 

The darkness seems to vanish in the past,

With the strength of her goodness 

The evil effigies in the ruins till the last.

This colour of grey

As it wipes out the wrong astray

The seventh colour of the seventh day

Keeps the right sewn to the harness,

And those wrong to tarnish at the bay.