• the_last_hope 4w

    Pick it up
    The darker one
    Now Paint my soaring hairs ,
    Trying to reach the clouds .

    Now the lighter one
    To give a amorphous veneer
    To my soul .

    Now reach your hand
    for the brightest colour
    and embellish my heart
    Do put it on my fingers too

    Blacken my eyes and sprinkle
    Some bit of white
    That's how it looks
    When I dream .

    Pick something at random
    Colour my mind
    Repeat it for ten more times
    Until my pinnacle looks a complete
    Chaos .


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    Depict me
    With shades that
    Sounds anomaly to you .

    ( Read the poem in the caption )

    - swati