Friday, April 15, 2016

C O L O R L E SS : A FICTIONAL JOURNAL


I wonder how is it like to see the same world that I see but through your vision.
To see those same smiling faces, how much I dream, in your way not mine, not mine.
To admire how everyone’s hair, eyes, skin vary.
But all I see are different shades of grey.

I wonder how it like is to stare the same nature through my friend’s vision.
She says the sunset looks beautiful as the color varies everyday.
Sometimes, she says it’s
yellow; orange; or even lilac.
But all of them are shades of grey for me.

I wonder how it is like to watch fireworks through my brother’s vision.
When we burst them up in Deepawali and he excitedly says how beautiful it looks.