(my poem written on 2 March 2018 was not uploaded here... better late than never)
Colour me now
But colour me right
Not as a mix
Each clear in sight…
Clear in sight
Distinct and distinguished
Not as a smear
Where colour is extinguished…
Colours extinguished
Turn into an obscure shade
Diversity is felled
When unity is a cutting blade…
Blade cuts to divide
But unity tends to expedite loss
Assorted strands ripped
togetherness goes for a toss…
The dance of togetherness
Needs different types of moves
For it is only variety
That makes an interesting groove…
The groove of merger
For different parts, is a bane
Insistence on uniformity
Forces individualities to wane…
None should wane
Each should be in clear sight
Colour me now
But please colour me right!
- Pravin K
Sabnis
