IN the Evening yest. I bought colourful peacock feathers,
Today they are waving a hi to me,
Though they are my new friends,
They have promised the skies to me,
Why then my once colourful picture bid a bye to colours,
And turn into black and white ?
Feathers shook hands with the rainbow,
And me trying to trace my colourful past,
Whereas past had just stood with colours ,
Posing as if it would start painting,
But alas ! Posing it was and didn't mean to colour.....
And yet the feathers are giving yet another promise,
That they won't abandon me half way,
Or discolour,
Right now its happening..., N B
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