When i walk on the ocher-yellow leaves and pluck along the white flowers
I often miss those impulsive plans, those dark clouds and cold showers...
I am entangled in the intricacies of lust and boredom
I have lost the patience that once i had.
Yes , I have turned inside-out ;I've changed they say
Now I am a bit sexy, kinda funny and a bit mad...
And when I laugh at the world
They sometimes smile , sometimes gap at me.
They've always been on the other side of the fence
And I know they will always be....
Paint me red and let me bleed
Or freeze me to death and beat me blue.
It will surely add colours to my life,
But I wonder - How will it help you?
And when the lustrous black turns silver grey
The class is over but I've decided to stay.
The blackboard reminds me of what I have never been
Its name is black but it looks so green...
WRITTEN ON 15TH MARCH 2009
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