Orange

No one really talks of it,
Maybe I’m the one thinking
Picked me up as it lit,
Sun too had me blinking

Maybe I’m the one thinking

The green is more like itself,
And the red is no better
While blue is just myself,
I see the black as calmer

Maybe I’m the one blinking

Every mask has it’s face,
Ever face does it’s talking
Stories from this headspace,
And eyes go low haunting

Maybe I’m the one talking

Look at my artwork

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Shreyas

Imagination has a boundary. And, I can't imagine it.

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