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.