Let me sing now something new:

True my words are just a few,

Lasting words- good for ever,

True, such words uttered but never.

Life does often look like a puzzle-

Clueless mystery almost a riddle

The key is amiss; it still lies,

Down and deep buried in the middle.

Life’s colorful, so full of gaiety

Splash of colors- a celebration of variety.

Complexions all: fair and dark

Diversity becomes Nature’s hallmark.

Bewildering shades with much to view

Right from violet, indigo and blue;

Up to green, yellow, orange and red

Colors are countless as they say,

Yet colors are just sanguine or sad:

Lively and blithe, bright and gay;

Colors can be desolate, dark and gray.

Colors narrate the story of life:

In harmony we grow; our life’s delight;

Cribbing about the worldly strife,

We decay like a captive in mortal fright.

For, Mother Nature, like a great prism of sorts,

Touched with the ray of light Divine,

To beget these countless colors of Life:

Colors that can’t fade or cease to shine!


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