This is a poem I wrote when I was in Class X. It was after a bout of euphoria which was followed by a nasty sinking feeling in stomach, possibly the beginnings of the stones-in-gall-bladder, possibly the awful periodic depression we all face, now and then.
Eternal sunset, orange and red-
The colourless life, a colourful head.
So many sparkling rainbow-like dreams.
Exquisite gardens of blossoming flowers-
Grown over centuries, dead in an hour.
A flickering firefly gleams.
Twilight approaching, sunset shall go-
All of eternity in a singular flow,
The gloaming heralds a darker age.
Darkness forever in the fairyland-
Castles built in the pristine white sand,
Broken and shattered in a fit of rage.
Castles in sand, castles in air-
Illusion here yet delusion there!
How words do change....
Eternal sunshine, orange and red-
Beautiful flowers destined to be dead
Of what variety and range.