True Colours

Hidden behind shades many,

Are my emotions all so varied,

Every year a feeling of having let go

At least once, of all my worries.

I have donned a garb of colours,

That has been put on me without a thought for my choice,

Yet they seem so right for me today,

Says my heart in its own voice.

Masked I am,

Behind the layer of colours so merged,

Yet breathe freely I can,

Knowing that I have others around me, 

Veiled as well.

Not much of myself revealed,

All swathed in colours.

Sprinkled with water,

The colours mingle and drip,

As if an outburst of my feelings,

From a clouded frame of my mind.

I revel in its embrace,

I give them some of my soul's place,

For I never know when I will get a shade,

That could have been mine if only I had tried.

I dance to the beats of music,

Which my body then doesn't deny,

I have found a way to indulge,

My mind and body to unwind.

Rang Barse, all over my little world,

Let there be colours to behold,

Let then be my mind in a swirl,

Let each of my colours emerge,

To lend a bit of myself,

To a larger frame of a colourful world.

Rang Barse, when my mind drifts to my heart's content and my soul gets its passionate hug...of colours.