Alphabets, Colours....!!!

“Nothing different for the play
Walking dusk the same old way
To see those moulded letters,
In Black and White and
In light shades of grey.

Coloured alphabets for me
Are dreams seen while awake.
I kept them glued on-
A bright cupboard door,
Where I keep the salt of my words
For a future rainy day..!

As my silence locked-
Inside must be broken"

Memoir

Drop my name from the gift
if it be a burden, my friend,
But keep my song.
For you, my words are incomplete,
always..!