Sunday 4 December 2016

Hold On!

I picked up a balloon
And painted it with my favorite color.
I fixed my heart on it
And on it nurtured my seeds of desire.
I tied my energy to it
And its string helped me soar higher.

I met a number of colors on way
And a high five to them I waved
Till I encountered the shade of grey
Which smeared the beauty of my colorful palette.

Holy grey! Did you see that?
My balloon just got stained. 
Nonetheless I will hold on
And pick up another resistant shade
For the next balloon I paint would be iron willed.