The Color White

could see all shades of colors
noticed that all are getting darker...
is it the sense of just an evening
or the approaching winter sarker (sarky)
all the shades are visible in void but the void seems pierced
cant see this now its too much, my canvas shows picture too fierce (d)
jus saw it closer my canvas, like an endless ocean its wide
I see it carries all the colors, but wait, where is my color white.
All the possibilities restrict to a dot
when you see sarcoma covering the sheet
how to protect my last sheet of the lot
how to bring out the peace beneath.

Still I can feel with my closed eye
All the noise, screams and that one hidden lie
like am lying there on the blue so wide
Its jus wet blue on the both side
Fitful, so fitful is my soul
The current is giving chills in my bowls
Enough white to all my blue
Knows who, over my mess will hit a clue
How to reach to that one white seller
Who adds to my blue and gets the baloney mess over.
He is my first crimson ray from the clouded sky
lights all the shades one by one and bids darkness a nice goodbye
No being can reckon the cost (of a self-made past) but
My heart still feels and believes as everything is still not lost.