Color of Skin

He was just a boy
All he needed was toffees and stories
The world around him was full of smile
He never bothered to see his image

Stories from far away fascinated him
He felt he could read one day
Days were simple and easy
It started with Sun and over with stars

He picked up a book from roadside
The pictures were beautiful
But the letters were foreign

The school looked big
But the teachers were small
He asked them for light
They said his skin can’t carry the light
He glanced at his image,
He was black but the light was within him

The City

The city that never sleeps
Doesn’t have a soul of its own
Tossing around people’s dreams
And breaking the thread of hope

Someone extended his arms
I thought he was saying hello
But there was a shining knife
He was hungry, he needed money

I was afraid same as him
There was silence but I could hear him
I knew what he wanted, he knew what he needed
He walked away with “papers”
I walked away with peace

Tears in the Mirror

She was old but she had an answer for everything
I was curious
And my questions where endless
But she was never tired of replying

When the sun dies in horizon
She lights up the lantern
And unfolds the stories

Everyone in the stories stayed young
But she got older day by day
Death was mystery
She said
When we die we all fade behind the mirrors

One day she was silent
She was covered with white cloth and candles around her
The flowers were pale like people’s faces

I wasn’t sad
I knew where to find her
I took mirror in my hand
All I could see was my glittering tears