Water was not enough to wash his sin
Needed something to drown himself from within
Where would he find that silver soul
Which he always emphasized and often craved for
Will it be that friend or his kin
To share his traumas , to make him win
I wonder it's just my imagination or my believe
Is that the pain or the relief
Which I am trying my best to steal
Away from this gloomy world
But Glorious like the Devil's Deal.
Waiting calmly like the Ocean
What Colours would this pale Universe Reveals .