Though you are white
And sometimes black
Your are that cloud
That rains all shades of colours
When you smile
Your lips spreads a wave of pink
And raises life above sorrow
To swing on the cradle of pleasure
From one horizon to the other
When you sing
Your songs paint rainbows
On the forehead of downtrodden
Under the weight of fate unknown
To make them dance like peacocks
When you dance
Your movement of eyeballs
Throws sparkls of lightening
That tear apart the veil
Of darkness of the blinds
To witness the beauty of earth
Painted with innumerable colours
And when you love
O my god! your eyes
Become blue and deep
Like the immeasurable sea
That reflects a sky above all
And distributes wings as gifts
of many colors
To lift up the earthen life
To a height called heaven.
Though in white and black
You are that cloud
That rains colours of all shades
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