Life- Of Varied Shades

Colours swirl inside my head.
Colours adorn my dreams at daybreak.
Colours are my companion of dusk.
They swirl in reflection, inside the tea-cup.
 
Colours in a maiden's heart I vie for.
Colours of youth, vivid and full of spark.
Friendships of hues that liven up existence.
Green bucks to earn, for sake of sustenance.
 
Colours of responsibility sit atop my shoulder.
They occasionally entice, with nostalgic hiccups.
Colours, a kaleidoscope in nostalgia.
Evoking a reason to live, in absentia.
 
Colours get mad, run riot in the sky.
Colours of twilight, to gain prominence they vie.
Only the shades of blue that my eyes capture.
On the canvas my mind attempts to paint a picture.

Colours, in my opinion, have different meanings at different stages of life. At childhood they swirl with the dreams inside the head, while in the youthful stage, they take on a vivid hue, though often tinged with the colour of money. Mid-life finds colours woven in nostalgia, in romanticism of remembrances. As one moves on, the shades probably are more of bluish hues, turning darker just the way it does, at twilight. 
My poem is an attempt to express these hues. 🙂

Copyright @ Goutam Dutta

What do you see # 47- 14 September’20