Why can't I dream in colours
I wonder
Some known some unknown
Silhouettes appear
Oh I see the faces too
And we often talk too
I find me where I have never been
Running amok from gloomy dusk
Which is all black and white
Certainly for my accustomed sight
If I endeavour for a wider gaze
To see between the extreme ends
The view might amaze
I would see the refracted facets
And the dreams are all coloured now
All filled in my tiny pockets
I wish to paint the sky bright
To bring the dawn with rainbow light
-digvij-