No colours seem to seep through...however hard i try ma brushes fail to trap their shades ... the veiling black adorns ma world...even traces of light drifts away from ma path...d cries that rattle in ma heart threatens to escape out...my quest for d lost hues leaves me stranded ...d lonely company of black haunts me and nw i knw i can always bring in the colour of red.... true red...and den....ma lyf will no lngr be monotonous..........
