Tuesday, December 14, 2010


She dipped her hands in buckets of paint,
Red, yellow, green and blue
Slowly, she left her hand prints on each wall
And stood smiling at the colourful hue.

Then she picked up each bucket
And twirled around the room.
Scattering, splashing, smiling,
And she did just that, the entire noon.

But when she stood for a while,
There were no colours, no light
Just a million shades of grey all around
And a silent wait for night.


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