Black is the colour of the rain

Black is the colour

Of the rain that falls today

Black is the farm

And the crop that grows on it

Black is the sown

Black is thy plough

Oh bygone William, black is now your reaper

Black is the bone and black is the eye

So which is the daisy, which one the dew?

On that land of ice

White melts in fear

Sun burns away

Moon no more there

The whole world burns

Even the flame’s colour is black

So why play Holi

Coal will always smile

Yet there’s a heart

That smears a crumb of hope

The moon may be whitewashed

The rainbow painted anew

-Ritesh

06/03/2015

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