Day of Love

Black and white

One fine day, when I woke up, I found it all black and white,

Running haphazardly, I kept searching for my normal sight.

My eyes were black, my lips were black,

The only white I found, was coming from my back.

I gave a thought, what is this shine,

Or I am still at the hangover of last eve wine.

The beaming shine grew large and started a monologue,

I stood like a stone as I was under shock.

I asked about his credentials and enquired about the hue,

The person smiled and started giving me clue.

He asked me, are you a person of noble character,

I replied what it has to do with this strange chapter.

He answered, this is imperative as it has the answer implied,

If you answer this, destiny may take your side.

I nodded in an affirmative way,

As if confusion and shock blocking my say.

The light replied, be a little genuine, when you answer my query,

We have all the time, don’t be in a hurry.

I introspected myself and it took some time,

The light kept smiling as if it was a dime.

After a session of self-appraisal, I realised am not a noble one,

Neither a setting moon, nor a rising sun.

My lips turned tight, heads down in shame,

Like a star falling down of fame.

The light realised this and smiled,

He pampered and caressed me as if I was a child.

He said, don’t hang your heads down and realise what you can do,

Then there will be no black and white, and you will get back your hue.

Go out and work for a noble cause,

Then there will be no stop and no pause.

I saw directly into the eyes of the light,

It was my own inner self and there was nothing black and white.

……………………………………………………………………………Atul Gupta