Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!
He was afraid
The pitch was going to be drained
Where time became irrelevant,
Vision had lost its lifetime fuel,
Lyrics of the prime song became insignificant
Bounded by explicit or maybe, implicit rule
The summer painter wondered all night
Thinking about the winter road,
Discoloring the substantial amount of ride
Just to sleep in the dream store
What to catch, where to hide
Struggling with overflow of ideas at the universe core!
Rainbow in the Room
The choice he made,
A price he was meant to pay,
His dignity was on stake,
Still, he had no words to say;
What was wrong with him?
How far he could go beyond the sky?
Why did he choose rainbow as his destiny?
Someday he would ask himself to learn more, not to defy!
“The most stubborn kid from the out-lander,
What do you want to prove?”
He smiled and whispered,
“I would like keep this rainbow in my room!”
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